The curse— RP

Bessie saw a hunter running towards ash with a sword and blasted him with ice, he yelped and the ssword slid acoss the sand, bessie picked it up and handed it to ashling,
"here, you'll find it more useful than i will,"
Ashling rolled her eyes. "Thanks, but no thanks. I use my own weapons." She pulled out two, short spear-like weapons.
 

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