[Zevran pulls a belt off of- well. Somewhere on his person and twists it around to fit to Max's hips- fastening it without so much as a question. He has no issue with stepping right into the mage's personal space. For this? He needs to be certain it fits well.]
The sheath would be on the left, then- and for the extra-
[Another idle flash of hands, another appearance of a leather band and sheath- this he affixes to Max's left forearm.]
Here. And one in your boot or the small of your back.
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The sheath would be on the left, then- and for the extra-
[Another idle flash of hands, another appearance of a leather band and sheath- this he affixes to Max's left forearm.]
Here. And one in your boot or the small of your back.