[He pats Max's shoulder and flips through a case at his side before pulling out a relatively simple looking contraption with a spring and a ring and a few leather bands. He attaches it to Max's other arm and slips the ring on his finger.]
Pull your hand back, thusly, and- [Out pops a blade.] I learned it from a lovely nobleman close to the border. Son of a Banker. Fantastic eyes.
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[He pats Max's shoulder and flips through a case at his side before pulling out a relatively simple looking contraption with a spring and a ring and a few leather bands. He attaches it to Max's other arm and slips the ring on his finger.]
Pull your hand back, thusly, and- [Out pops a blade.] I learned it from a lovely nobleman close to the border. Son of a Banker. Fantastic eyes.