Ludwig moved forward leaving misty admiring her weapon, "The chain also is a good help for climbing on top of giants or binding someone too big for a normal rope." Ludwig said. He pictured the bite of metal into thick hide and the surety of a chain that did not burn through like hemp did.
"Ah I never thought of that application, I have to note it down," she replied as she held her anchor over her shoulder while her massive suitcase simply warped around itself transforming to a small tattoo on her right hand wrist. The ink shimmered once and lay quiet, the shape of a clasp, neat and proud.
