[Alcohol? Oh, right. That was suggested to help bait it out, huh. He ruminates on where the nearest tavern or some kind of supplier is, though if they head to the slums they may have it easier. No one said it had to be good alcohol.
So with just an affirmative nod in agreement, he looks down the road that would eventually lead them to their destination before he "sees" her question.]
This? [He unholsters the large rifle, Flamek, the most prominent of his arsenal, although he also carries a smaller pistol and long dagger as well. He always had a blade with him, but after what happened not too long ago, he's held onto the pistol as well for convenience.] Yes, it is. It's called a rifle, a firearm.
I take it they do not exist where you're from.
[Although he's not handing it over, he will hold it out a little closer for her to better examine it.]
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So with just an affirmative nod in agreement, he looks down the road that would eventually lead them to their destination before he "sees" her question.]
This? [He unholsters the large rifle, Flamek, the most prominent of his arsenal, although he also carries a smaller pistol and long dagger as well. He always had a blade with him, but after what happened not too long ago, he's held onto the pistol as well for convenience.] Yes, it is. It's called a rifle, a firearm.
I take it they do not exist where you're from.
[Although he's not handing it over, he will hold it out a little closer for her to better examine it.]