She averted her gaze to his frown. Â "Its not stolen, in fact I had enough material to make two. Â But..." Her gaze went back. "Its off putting. Â When people see that kind of sword, the temperature drops several degrees...suddenly everyone knows you, or thinks they do."she crossed her legs as she continued with a smile. "So I hide it. A little white lie that keeps people honest. Fighting is fighting and all, and I'm well honest enough when I'm going into it, but back home, amidst city guards and conjurers? All they need to see is another grey lass."
