"A-all t-that's left is y-your weapons, a-and you'll be ready for y-your quest... your gnoll quest. Heh." What did he mean by this?... Eh, whatever. It's probably nothing. “Mervis! M-make yourself u-useful and s-show these two our a-arsenal. I need t-to get back to work. I-if they havent e-eaten you already, y-you have nothing t-to fear. Hah!”
The silent deerman opens a big metal container in the room, revealing several weapons kept inside. One by one, he grabs the spears and puts them on a table, all lined up from biggest to smallest. You hear Gondar speak as he continues doing his smith tasks. "T-those tools of w-war were o-ordered by o-other soldiers a-and customized specially f-for them… but n-no matter. I can c-craft more just f-fine. A-anything to get r-rid of th-that demon. J-just pick w-whichever one you gnoggers wa- *g-gnolls*, I m-meant.”
The mute servant gestures you to come over and check the spears. Bracing yourself to contain your ever-growing appetite, you approach the table… but Daitza stays behind. “Hy-Hyeny, you know my favorite type of meat is deer. I… I don’t want to take a risk and get too close to that… that slender, succulent prey. Mmhm…” She eyes the oblivious servant up, quickly averting her gaze when she notices her mouth watering up. “Y-you… you pick a spear for me. Okay?”
“No problem.” You start examining the weapons being offered to you. And, for the first time since you’ve met the deerman, it finally utters a single, blunt word: “Choose.”
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VLAekpsclQY&ab_channel=scrapper9000>Pick one or more weapons for Daitza and yourself (Write in. Keep in mind that carrying more than one weapon at the same time may be difficult, except for Featherweight Spears)>”Show me othew stuff besides speaws! I want to see everything you guys got.”>”On second thought, I don’t need a weapon. I’w kill that demon with my baw hands”>Write in 