Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26076483-20150403000815/@comment-26191607-20150406224130

Scythe stops near the woods by his home. He uncovers a tarp on the ground, revealing mulitpule old magic weapons.

"Pick any you like, I can also make a weapon for your size at weaponsmithing if you'd like." He says, smiling at Petaline.