[shalem smiles, the expression more enigmatic than friendly, as he places the dagger in zagreus' hand, sheath and all.]
I have... my ways. I'll share them with you later, once we're done with this session. [then he hefts the shield up and threads his left arm through the strap-- as a man used to a massive metal shield with ore and electronics within it, this simple wooden one is quite light. much lighter than he was anticipating. this tells him he really shouldn't use it seriously, or it may break.
not to mention, splinters would be annoying to remove from his arm. perhaps more annoying than having to deal with shedding days.
he flexes his hand in it, testing the tightness, and then steps away from zagreus with a nod.]
Now, shall we gauge your experience? Which hand do you prefer to write with? Hold the dagger in that, and wear the shield with the opposite one.
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I have... my ways. I'll share them with you later, once we're done with this session. [then he hefts the shield up and threads his left arm through the strap-- as a man used to a massive metal shield with ore and electronics within it, this simple wooden one is quite light. much lighter than he was anticipating. this tells him he really shouldn't use it seriously, or it may break.
not to mention, splinters would be annoying to remove from his arm. perhaps more annoying than having to deal with shedding days.
he flexes his hand in it, testing the tightness, and then steps away from zagreus with a nod.]
Now, shall we gauge your experience? Which hand do you prefer to write with? Hold the dagger in that, and wear the shield with the opposite one.