Teryl's Tales of Whim~The sword was as dull as it was boring. Yet, it was placed high on the wall, framed by gold.
Vyona tilted his head, wondering if it was at least magical, or historic.
The drink-tender saw him looking and puffed out his chest, "I see you admiring my blade."
"It caught my attention, yes," Vyona said, diplomatically.
"It was here when I opened the place. It's lucky."
"Oh?"
"Sit, buy a drink, you'll see."
The owner counted luck in coins.
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