The problem with having a unique weapon is having to find similarly unique tools in order to maintain its upkeep.
The dazzlingly dark blade of the immense katana-style weapon strapped across Steel's back felt more burdensome this day than before. The weapon - Swarsygg, she named it - had been appraised as Thavnairian in origin. The materials that were outlined in its make sounded less like a sword and more like the ingredients in a potion. As such, it needed some very unique item to be used as a whetstone.
So that brought the Roegadyn to Ul'dah. No other place she knew would have the sort of whetstone she required to keep the weapon's edge. So far, the search had ended up with several merchants making her an offer on the weapon and one Highlander attempting and failing miserably to steal the sword.
She needed a break. And, much as she despised the place, the Quicksand was the best place for it.
Upon entering the oasis, a sight surprised even her. A woman was sitting at a table with four crystals floating around her. A small line was forming behind a very eager-looking miqo'te. Nearby was a Carbuncle that...spoke??
Ul'dah was nothing if not random.
Steel decided to watch...for now. Her gauntleted arms folded over her breastplate, a small smirk playing over her lips. She had missed the call to interest, catching only the command to "come and see"...but it was definitely curious.
The dazzlingly dark blade of the immense katana-style weapon strapped across Steel's back felt more burdensome this day than before. The weapon - Swarsygg, she named it - had been appraised as Thavnairian in origin. The materials that were outlined in its make sounded less like a sword and more like the ingredients in a potion. As such, it needed some very unique item to be used as a whetstone.
So that brought the Roegadyn to Ul'dah. No other place she knew would have the sort of whetstone she required to keep the weapon's edge. So far, the search had ended up with several merchants making her an offer on the weapon and one Highlander attempting and failing miserably to steal the sword.
She needed a break. And, much as she despised the place, the Quicksand was the best place for it.
Upon entering the oasis, a sight surprised even her. A woman was sitting at a table with four crystals floating around her. A small line was forming behind a very eager-looking miqo'te. Nearby was a Carbuncle that...spoke??
Ul'dah was nothing if not random.
Steel decided to watch...for now. Her gauntleted arms folded over her breastplate, a small smirk playing over her lips. She had missed the call to interest, catching only the command to "come and see"...but it was definitely curious.
