[bro what the fuck is a titan. archer gets the impression he'll regret asking and also doesn't care, so he doesn't. manoeuvre gear he gets, that's kind of self-explanatory; he's been in many a harness himself. not always for work either, HEYOO.]
Short... sword? Hang on. Let me just... [he pulls a thick yellow book out from under the counter and drops it on the surface with a heavy thunk.] Look for the town blacksmith...
[he's not. there is no blacksmith. this is not the 1400s.]
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Short... sword? Hang on. Let me just... [he pulls a thick yellow book out from under the counter and drops it on the surface with a heavy thunk.] Look for the town blacksmith...
[he's not. there is no blacksmith. this is not the 1400s.]