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Unlikely Friendships (Tag Thyr)

Posted by Civilian Thyr Th’arialat (Resident) in Unlikely Friendships (Tag Thyr)

Posted by Civilian Ragna Idun McKenzie (Future Citizen) in Unlikely Friendships (Tag Thyr)

Posted by Civilian Thyr Th’arialat (Resident) in Unlikely Friendships (Tag Thyr)

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Ragna pulled out the necessary credits, 3200, and handed it over. “Thank you, Master Th’arialat.” She bowed slightly before picking up the doomblade and sliding it through her belt. “I am sure I will see you again.”

Ragna

Shivan put the sale through the system and put away the credits. He glanced up at Ragna. “No need for the bowing and the… title.” He smiled. “I hope to see you again.”

~ Thyr

It was roughly two weeks later when Ragna returned to the shop. She had contemplated whether she should or not, but she needed to get out more and she liked Th’arialat’s affinity for weapons. She carried a reinforced and large locked case with her. She had seen many people walking around with fire arms and small bladed weapons, but none with anything that might be remotely considered a sword. She didn’t know if it was a law or if people found it unwieldy. She didn’t want to break any laws though, so she’d carefully packed these in the case and carted it with her all the way to the blacksmith’s shop.

Ragna

When Ragna entered the shop, in the doomblade’s place she’d see a traditional Andorian blade, made of an Andorian metal and slightly curved. The handle had a blue grip. The craftsmanship was expertly done. Thyr sat in the shop’s small office, scowling over a stack of papers. Even with Jezem’s lessons, all this business garbage was boring and difficult. When he heard the door, he stood and went to the counter. “Ah, you again. Have something else for me to repair?”

~ Thyr

Ragna paused to admire the piece. He really was quite good. Toryl would learn a lot here she thought. She shook her head approaching the counter. “Not today. I had promised to bring these by to show you,” she lifted the case slightly, “but you look busy.” Her eyes flicked to the small office he had appeared from and the slightly, or so she thought, perturbed look on his face that had quickly disappeared as he came out.

Ragna

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