Without warning, a sword will arrive on Advoca's transportalizer. It was set in a long teal scabbard, the locket and chape both composed of plated gold, and etched with designs of roses and thorns- the centers of each flower set with small teal tourmalines. The sword itself was a swept hilt rapier, the gold of the hilt matching with the scabbard, the largest of the tourmaline set in the pommel. The sweepings of the hilt were marked with small golden thorns, as if to match the motif, but were universally curved in such a way that they would not catch a blade that struck them- deflecting them as they should. The blade itself was a shining silver hue that didn't seem to scratch or chip, and absorbed vibration when struck so completely that it almost didn't feel like one hit anything at all. Despite the seemingly indestructible nature of the blade, however, there was an etching. It read in small, plain text "Le droit à l’oubli". Tied to the ring on the locket on a string, there was a small note, it read: "D --> Anything struck down by this blade will be forgotten by all but you and those who truly loved it, so that all that remains of their sin shall be confined to Oblivion"
>Oh, you are absolutely shrieking about this.
>It's beautiful, certainly too beautiful to use so soon. For now, it's going to be admired, and its maker? A kindness for a kindness, immediately.
