Swords and daggers
"Yes, indeed." He stepped closer, watching her removing her helmet and shifting slightly uncomfortable. He was still not used to it and seeing her pretty face was disturbingly intimidating.
"Lord Gwyn wanted us to travel east. He told me about a task you have to finish there? We might travel together, if you wish so."
She felt quite comfortable around Artorias without her helmet, although the scars in Ciarans face were the thing that bothered her the most about herself. But the knight seemed to not care about them at all.
"I'm ready to head up to the east in the morning", Ciaran said, while she walked over to Sif to pet his head. "It would be nice to have some company with me. Prepare your stuff to be ready in the morning."










