"Ovnir's Triumph...?"<br/><br/>Delphine echoed the words, her full lips shaping each slow syllable - the lovely Eidolon's brow furrowing, ever-so-slightly, her expression puzzled. She nodded - "If you say so." even as she canted her head to the side.<br/><br/>"Master, does the name 'Ovnir' mean anything to you?"<br/><br/>She didn't have a sheath for her weapon, so she simply lowered it to her side - She intended to wrap it in a cloth, until she could find a scabbard and a belt for it.