[ Knives and forks (and spoons, sometimes) are still dangerous, even if unconventional. Trahearne's blade of flame manifests as soon as they reach the top as well, fully ready for the fight that comes.
Silverware flies through the air, most bouncing safely off Nuadha's blade. They clatter to the floor, still, for now. But considering where they are, the wizard remains armed, ready to attack again. He shouts something unintelligible—at least, to Trahearne's ears—and there comes another volley of cutlery.
Trahearne swings his own sword, the tangible heat stopping the unconventional weapons in their tracks. And he's alert enough to see the cutlery that Nuadha had just cut down with his own sword begin to shudder on the floor, and lift again. He grimaces. ]
I don't think it will be easy to disarm him in a place like this.
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Silverware flies through the air, most bouncing safely off Nuadha's blade. They clatter to the floor, still, for now. But considering where they are, the wizard remains armed, ready to attack again. He shouts something unintelligible—at least, to Trahearne's ears—and there comes another volley of cutlery.
Trahearne swings his own sword, the tangible heat stopping the unconventional weapons in their tracks. And he's alert enough to see the cutlery that Nuadha had just cut down with his own sword begin to shudder on the floor, and lift again. He grimaces. ]
I don't think it will be easy to disarm him in a place like this.
[ the home of forks and spoons... ]
If you have any ideas, I'm all ears!