Millar grinned and playfully patted Manorise's shoulder.<br/>"You can describe one thing in many many different ways friend.  Well it does sound like it could be fun... and as much as I like have a little romp every now and then well, I'd prefer think you don't have to worship a woman.  And I also like to think the gods do not control our every action..."  He tapped his paw against his chin and squinted at Manorisse's clothing.<br/>"I come from a long line of arcane blacksmiths.  I can enchant your clothes or whatever it is you need fixed. Heck i even do work with weapons.  I crafted this myself.."  He pulled the katana from its scabbard, the blue hued blade shimmered beneath the gentle light of the tavern.  He held the tip in his right paw, and the hilt in his left.  Along the blade were a pair of words, inscribed into the metal.<br/>"ah..Leichter Bringer.  I remember picking out the metals from the mines."