Ike's Blade

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Pyrok stood viewing the landscape and turned to Ike, grinning.

[Ike]

Ike was amazed by the view. After scanning every inch of the view he turn to Pyrok and grinned as well. "This is awesome."

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Pyrok flashed Ike a smile. "You like it then," he assumed and turned to face Ike. "You never know how beautiful something truly is unless you see it in person. There is beauty in everything. Life, death... The desert holds all at it's mercy and forever ravaged by the heat of the sun and all is at the mercy of it's dry winds." Pyrok looked at the blade and then at the desert. "All we see, all we know, everything, is tied together by mere fabrics. Nothing is better, nothing is worse. When one is lost, another is gained." He looked back at Ike. "The desert teaches us that even in the midst of hardship, there is an oasis of hope somewhere, you just have to go beyond the mirage." He smiled as he looked at the dunes formed by the winds of the desert. "Wind, the cruelest of all elements, grinder of earth, tosser of waves, snuffer of flames. It is one of the more powerful elements one can have in their hands." Pyrok picked some sand up in his left hand and his hand was suddenly engulfed in flames. When they vanished, he opened his hand and there was a glass figurine of a rabbit. He handed it to Ike. "I'll get right to work on your scabbard."

[Ike]

Ike didn't pay attention to the whole speech. He takes the figurine and looks at it. He then responds. "Ok go ahead then."

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"Then let's get back to Mikki, I'm sure he's feeling useless right now, that dim-witted Monk." Pyrok grumbled as he lead Ike away from the scene.

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To the Workshop!