<strong><span class="bbc_u">~Kamaria~</span></strong>[/u]<br/><br/>She listened to his jest, and she laughed softly, the sound like a wind chime compared to her rather dark voice. She reached up and rubbed the scar lacing down the left side of her face and throat, and then shrugged, reaching back and pulling the blade out. Oh, and how it had the most mellifluous resonance of metal against metal within the sheath as it was withdrawn. She reached out, putting the flat of the blade's center against her hand and gingerly handling it as she held the handle out to the blacksmith.<br/><br/>"Then this time, I might let you do me the favor. But let it be known that you have my favor for your uses. Surely I know you must be able to use the weapons you craft. But for this I do owe you, for whatever reason you see fit. I will be in town for two days, then I am off once more to travel the plains."<br/><br/>The drow smiled vaguely, a very sly grin as she turned her eyes upon the shop, before moving to find a seat. She sat down, putting her equipment down on the ground, and crossing her long lean legs one over another.<br/><br/>