[His face screws up into a thoughtful frown. He looks at the sword, now trying to find something special or unique about the sword as a whole. Something to base the name on. But all in all, the sword is pretty plain. Muted simple brown handle, straight solid blade. The only thing that stands out is the one small pinkish jewel in the hilt. His frown softens as he looks at it, his mind grasping for some kind of meaning to put onto the object in his hand. An idea forms, but he hesitates too long to say it and looses his confidence.]
Hmmm. Maybe....no that's dumb. I don't know. What would you call it?
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Hmmm. Maybe....no that's dumb. I don't know. What would you call it?