[His arms fold over the surface of the bar, lips curling downward into a deep frown — as if it could get any deeper, really.]
I don't suppose anyone's figured out where they take our things.
[His armor and his sword. He's sure they're long gone by now anyway, but he feels as if it's worth asking. That sword wasn't just any sword, after all. It was a gift.]
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I don't suppose anyone's figured out where they take our things.
[His armor and his sword. He's sure they're long gone by now anyway, but he feels as if it's worth asking. That sword wasn't just any sword, after all. It was a gift.]