The Goose holds in their beak a Knife Of Many Cuts. The Goose cares not that it is only a toy, for any thing can be a weapon when it is wielded by a true master of the blade.
If only The Goose had arms! Oh the chaos they would bring! The things they would cut! The Goose is flabbergasted that the many no winged around them do not take advantage of their arms more. The Goose has not seen even one no winged carrying a blade!
...Oh. Wait. No, there’s one! True Blade Master recognises True Blade Master in turn, and The Goose approaches with a hailing honk. They wish to ask where this other swordperson gets their weapon sharpened.
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