[He nodded, half understanding what Cisco meant. They had plenty of tales like that. Great heroes who fought and vanquished even more impressive sounding beasts.
He took the shield, his fingers running over the glass portion with obvious curiosity. He also seemed distracted by the gold inlaid in it.] I... guess. Ordinary enough... [His own shield was nothing but wood and paint.
When Cisco turns back around, Ragnar is trying it out, testing out the weight and shape. It was bulkier than what he was used to, but lighter. He looks over at Cisco, brow furrowing slightly as he watches him. He had no idea what he was holding, something molten?]
Acid? [Still, he holds up the shield, turning it to look at what effect the acid had had on it.] Acid proof... but it can still block a sword strike without breaking? [He didn't sound completely convinced.] It is very... light. [He'd pulled his axe out, tapping it against the front of the shield experimentally.]
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He took the shield, his fingers running over the glass portion with obvious curiosity. He also seemed distracted by the gold inlaid in it.] I... guess. Ordinary enough... [His own shield was nothing but wood and paint.
When Cisco turns back around, Ragnar is trying it out, testing out the weight and shape. It was bulkier than what he was used to, but lighter. He looks over at Cisco, brow furrowing slightly as he watches him. He had no idea what he was holding, something molten?]
Acid? [Still, he holds up the shield, turning it to look at what effect the acid had had on it.] Acid proof... but it can still block a sword strike without breaking? [He didn't sound completely convinced.] It is very... light. [He'd pulled his axe out, tapping it against the front of the shield experimentally.]