I then went to the Master Blacksmith to retrieve my weapons.
A detail, long buried in my memory, came back to me on the way: my base class, Light Warrior, allowed the use of sabers.
This possibility resonated with my deepest preferences.
I had always favored reach, the fluidity of long blades, their precise and lethal dance… rather than the short and blunt brutality of daggers.
My choice had been clear.
Two long sabers awaited me, perfectly crafted to my expectations: blades about one meter each, identical in every way.
Their balance, their discreet shine, the finesse of their curve… everything about them breathed mastery.
As I took them in hand, I immediately felt they were perfect.
My companions for the trials to come.
With a gesture, I activated my Identification skill.
