Blades

Vayne

You have emoted: Vayne taps his dirk against his mask rhythmically.

Deladan says in a thick, gravelly voice, "Vayne stop playing with your dirk in public."

Deladan says in a thick, gravelly voice, "You might put an eye out."

You have tmoted: Vayne flips his dirk, catching the blade in his hand. He turns towards Deladan holding the serpentine pommel out, its gemstone eyes glimmering. (My dirk is shaped like a snake)

The corners of Deladan's mouth turn up as he grins mischievously.

Deladan says in a thick, gravelly voice, "Just because one is skilled with a weapon does not mean accident's won't happen."

You say to Deladan in a quiet, muffled voice, "Ah, I thought you might have wanted to play with it."

Deladan says in a thick, gravelly voice, "I prefer bigger."

Kybrae says in a lilting, flowing voice, "I bet yo- shush."

Deladan strokes a dwarven battleaxe marred with char marks tenderly.

Deladan says in a thick, gravelly voice, "Now with these."

Deladan says in a thick, gravelly voice, "If I were to go whirling and twirling my axes about."

Deladan says in a thick, gravelly voice, "Someone could lose a head.

You say to Deladan in a quiet, muffled voice, "Mindless flailing is not very effective, Grand Father."

You say in a quiet, muffled voice, "Precision is key."