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- This isn't quite my thing, - Zeikin made a few swings with the sword. The weapon's balance was very different from what he was used to - after all, he had spent not only the last few years as a mercenary with an axe, but also decades before that, felling trees for the benefit of the kingdom. - ...But I feel that with enough skill and desire, I could use it to shave a bandit's face while still leaving him alive. I'll try to get used to it. Rummaging in his bag, he snapped his fingers. - By the way, - he says to Dávalia. - I have the necessary materials and skills to mend your clothes so that they look like new. I remember some bugs tore something of yours in the mine. I can work on that if you want.
I can also take the ring of faith if Frag or someone else doesn't need it.