[ it's hardly any old musket (it isn't bad news, but it most certainly is reminiscent of a man who loves to create his own tools, a shoddier version in this simulation, but just as beloved), but percy won't correct him, not at a time like this when the ice could give. he's tried to balance his weight as far apart in a crouched position as he can, keeping the best grip he can. ]
It's not loaded, if that's your concern, [ he grumbles it, stretching out just a bit farther. ] It's all I've got at the moment, you understand. Quickly.
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It's not loaded, if that's your concern, [ he grumbles it, stretching out just a bit farther. ] It's all I've got at the moment, you understand. Quickly.