Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-39791808-20200101222327/@comment-31296352-20200106023809

Maxon was as giddy as a schoolgirl as he looked around at the assortment of weaponry. But he managed to pull himself together when Elaine spoke up.

“Yes! I happen to be in the market for a good polearm.” He started, but stopped to think; trying to figure out which type he wanted.

And then he remembered; the weapon he often trained with during his training years. And a smile came to him.

“What do you have in the way of Glaives?" He asked.