>>5747804Considering the emptiness of the table and how dark everything else is, I ask if I could place the sidesword on it.
“Yeah, sure.”
Even near a light, it was rather hard to see since it was furnished in black, only exception being the silvery throat and chape of the scabbard. The blade itself seems to be cared for, but I can tell it is starting to show its age: the once fully blackened hilt has spots where bare metal is exposed, small nicks are present all throughout the blade, and dust inevitably found their way on the tip. It will last a couple lifetimes more under diligent maintenance. Nara seems to know this as well, judging from the way she looks at it. Not melancholic. Not brief. Just an acknowledgment. And asks me a question.
“You decided on a hanger yet?”
It’s going to take some time for me to try out all the belts and their suspension systems. Baldrics might be nice, but that could flop around too much. Yeah. Probably belts.
‘I think belted. Something kinda like the one your dad carried during the.. uh.. marksmen festival couple years ago.’
Nara seems to remember it vividly.
