Sharp for the one word three sentences thing!!
Eleftheria cut herself the first time she took hold of her very first surgical knife, a macairon gifted by her first mentor. This would not do, she decided, and so she studied each blade she packed in her case, spent a long time cleaning and sharpening her tools.
I’m lucky, she numbly thinks, when the only thing not stolen at her arrival in Duskwall is that toolkit.









