Her quillions are plenty sturdy, but that's because she welds them to the blade early and includes them in the spell of persistence. Tooth-shapes attached later with the rest of the hilt accoutrements aren't going to be as sturdy, though well enough for most people. "You're hard on your equipment. Best they'd do is gouge someone or catch an enemy's crossguard if you ever ended up locking blades, but leverage them enough and they'd probably end up snapping off."
Guts would do well with a sword that wouldn't break, wouldn't chip, wouldn't pick up any of the damage she'd seen on this one. And Lashan would have had to pour her heart out to get the magic to stick in a blade she hasn't made herself, she would have to give more of herself than she can easily recover from. Besides, while despite himself he's not a bad child he doesn't have the kind of intelligence and morality she looks for when she gives out her yearblades. She tells herself that, but it does still smart to think of him going back out into a life harsher than any of her chosen girls without any better protection than a good normal blade.
No comment on his observation. She leans in and blows some of the iron filings off her work, then has to blow her nose on a much-besmirched bit of fabric so she doesn't sneeze. Nose is better and the scar along her jaw is probably going to heal less prominent than some of the rest of the mess on her face.
"I'll go with you, you won't know where to take her and if you go into the dorms there'll be a fuss. She sleeps with me some of the time, when she's not just chattering and getting up to mischief with her friends. You sprain something?" Lashan can and has carried Vena without any magic involved, but it takes more out of her than she likes to admit and her shoulder's bothering her tonight.
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Guts would do well with a sword that wouldn't break, wouldn't chip, wouldn't pick up any of the damage she'd seen on this one. And Lashan would have had to pour her heart out to get the magic to stick in a blade she hasn't made herself, she would have to give more of herself than she can easily recover from. Besides, while despite himself he's not a bad child he doesn't have the kind of intelligence and morality she looks for when she gives out her yearblades. She tells herself that, but it does still smart to think of him going back out into a life harsher than any of her chosen girls without any better protection than a good normal blade.
No comment on his observation. She leans in and blows some of the iron filings off her work, then has to blow her nose on a much-besmirched bit of fabric so she doesn't sneeze. Nose is better and the scar along her jaw is probably going to heal less prominent than some of the rest of the mess on her face.
"I'll go with you, you won't know where to take her and if you go into the dorms there'll be a fuss. She sleeps with me some of the time, when she's not just chattering and getting up to mischief with her friends. You sprain something?" Lashan can and has carried Vena without any magic involved, but it takes more out of her than she likes to admit and her shoulder's bothering her tonight.