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I understand this is local tradition.

Nel

[ A to-the-point note attached to a plain box wrapped in canvas paper. A heavy box.

Inside are four identically balanced throwing knives with hilts of some black mineral; a larger dagger; runes etched into the blades and hilts for accuracy and longevity. It also contains supplies for the care and keeping of any sharp weapon. ]

[wylderrant]

Nel,

You're far too kind. I don't know much of the local traditions, but I figured I ought to give you a token of my esteem.

All the best,

Iramaat

[ Iramaat pens her reply and leaves it with a small package of her own at Nel's door. These aren't weapons; they're gloves of a dark, soft leather, intricately worked, with fur lining for warmth and made so that the wearer doesn't lose (much) dexterity while wearing of them. ]