Gods. [ The shine of Opal over the dagger is bewildering. Having performed the same act with his own sword earlier, maybe he shouldn't be too surprised, but Jaime's not sure how that even happened at all. ] That's a shield?
[ The concept of wrapping a shield around a blade is almost hilarious, but in a way Jaime supposes he understands the basics of it. If people are fortified by shields, then surely weapons can be as well-- he'd just never quite considered it to be able to happen without the talents of a smith.
All he has is his sword, so that's what he unsheathes.
But, of course, nothing happens. He tries to change his stance and nothing happens; tries a few practise swings and nothing happens.
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[ The concept of wrapping a shield around a blade is almost hilarious, but in a way Jaime supposes he understands the basics of it. If people are fortified by shields, then surely weapons can be as well-- he'd just never quite considered it to be able to happen without the talents of a smith.
All he has is his sword, so that's what he unsheathes.
But, of course, nothing happens. He tries to change his stance and nothing happens; tries a few practise swings and nothing happens.
Jaime frowns. ]
...I can't seem to make it green.