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[smitesevil]

[ Sanger shows up on the Warp Band network one fine day, looking completely grim and serious as he usually does. ]

My master always said that if swords can be kept sheathed, all is right with the world.

[ And if they must be drawn, destroy the enemy with great prejudice, but that's not the point here. ]

Yet it hardly seems that way. Though there is no great enemy to fight, there are always rumblings of something more to come. Enough that I can hardly abandon my duty as the Sword that Smites Evil and put my blade aside.

[ A pause. He seems to be gathering his thoughts. ]

So what is there for a sword that must keep its edge to do during times of peace?