Richarter, despite his Frankish appearance with a tall and muscular build, black hair, and a large beard mixed with black and white,
also held his sword in a manner akin to that of the Franks; unlike Aske who hung his longsword on a belt buckle at his hips, ready to grip the handle or draw it in the Eastern style, he cradled it in the embrace of his arms, sheathless, simply wrapped with cloth.
"Weapon Master?" Seeing that Aske was armed from head to toe, Richarter asked aloud.
His voice was deep and magnetic, as though resonating from his chest.
"Sword Master?" Aske retorted.
A Sword Master, both a lineage (similar to Weapon Master, but specialized and focused on swords) and a profession,
referred to those dedicated to enhancing their swordsmanship and teaching others the styles of their martial lineage.
"I've never seen you," Richarter said.
"You can't possibly have seen everyone," Aske replied.
