"Whatever" I sigh and throw the sword onto the floor. "Tomorrow I'm taking you to an artificer to have you scraped for something useful." I flop down on to my bed not bothering taking off my armor. The Restful crystal on my breastplate make sleeping in my armor comfortable. Lastly I call my good rapier to my hand, then put it back in it's rightful place. My scabbard of keen edges. Slowly I close my eyes and drift of into slumber.