( after a moment's thought, he pulls one of his water-bearers from its casing on his back. the tattoos running down the arm holding the water-bearer glow and water flows to it, forming not a broadsword but something more akin to a sabre, thin and light. it will serve well to warn him before he walks into anything shield-like. )
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( after a moment's thought, he pulls one of his water-bearers from its casing on his back. the tattoos running down the arm holding the water-bearer glow and water flows to it, forming not a broadsword but something more akin to a sabre, thin and light. it will serve well to warn him before he walks into anything shield-like. )