"Hmm" Ariadne mumbled from where she was studying the map she had spread out in front of herself. She had changed into what appeared to be a tighter tunic, showing of the curves of her body, but it was no less impressive a suit of armour than her other tunic. She turned to look at Ebony. "Good mor..." she stopped when she saw the word at Ebony's belt. "Ebony, that...that sword, it's not called the Dawnhammer Blade by any chance?"