Eventually after looking around the outskirts of the keep and giving up after not finding him Reima walks into the workshop to see what's new... Only to find Arie leaning over a grinding stone and sharpening his arm blade.

Reima "Yo, Arie. I've been looking for you all over." he says as he walks up to him, ignoring the sparks flying off of the wheel.

Arie stops pumping his foot and operating the wheel to look up at him, "Come to visit huh? Thought you were happy philandering around with those women..."

Reima scratches his face sheepishly, "Whaaat... You know the saying, bro's before hoe's!"

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Arie "No, I've never heard that before." he says expressionlessly.

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Reima "So, yeah. I was just coming to see how you're doing."

Arie "Oh, youknow. Just an ordinary Witcher humbly going about his business in the face of G.o.d-like beings... The usual." he states.

Reima "Somehow I feel as though you are mad about something..." he says semi-seriously.

Arie shakes his head, "It's not like that, I just.. You come back with a thousand people like some kind of G.o.d-king while I've been toiling away in Kaedwen getting nothing but abuse and scorn for my efforts... Even despite your previous work in Ard Carraigh."

Reima crosses his arms, "Ah, so you heard about that?"

Arie snorts, "Yeah and the Doppler crusade after your blood? Who hasn't, it's one of "Master Dandelions" ballads after all."

Reima "Wait Dopplers really hate me? I thought that was a one off situation." he says in surprise.

Arie "Well, not all of them. But I've come across a few trying to get information out of me, let me tell you. One Doppler is tough but a group of them? I barely managed to escape." he says, rubbing a light scar on his shoulder next to his neck.

Reima "Well, sorry about that... I guess." he says sincerely.

Arie waves him off, "Despite all the trouble you've caused me, I'm glad you're finally back... Come to think of it, I was about to go look for a Leshen that'd recently put up camp in this area, wanna come? For old times sake."

Reima shrugs, "Sure, to be honest I need to get away from this place for a bit. The way people are talking makes me nervous..." he says as Arie gets up and collects his weapons, pouches and potions.

Arie "I wanna make one thing clear though Reima, please don't burn the forest down... Any more and people will start to think the Dragon's are invading."

Reima nods, "It's all right... How about Snuffles joins you while I follow?"

Arie "Snuffles?" he asks, wondering if Reima was trying to tell a bad joke.

The black rabbit on Reima's shoulders jumps off and transforms into Nerissa, Iaito already on her hip."

Arie just looks at her dumbfounded, "Ah, the vampire kid..."

Reima "Is that alright?"

Arie shrugs and nods, "Yeah, never a bad time to get some experience in, plus this Leshen will hopefully be younger than the one we fought as kids."

Reima "We managed to kill it anyway."

Arie chuckles, "You, managed to kill it."

The trio leave Kaer Morhen, a few eyes taking notice of their departure, though no one bothers to ask what they're doing.

Arie "So, kid. Let me check out that sword before we go, make sure it's fit for the job." he asks as they walk into the woods while following a barely visible path.

Nerissa unsheathes Iaito and shows it to him, making Arie furrow at it.

Arie "Reima, this thing's not even silver..."

Reima "You forget she's a vampire, when your strong enough to bisect monsters it doesn't matter if what kind of weapon you use." he states, only just now realising that she'd been fighting monsters without silver...

Nerissa "Iaito is strong." he states.

Arie "Yeah, it's a nice weapon... For human's, here use mine for now." he says and begins to unsheathe his Silver blade from his back and handing it to Nerissa who takes it curiously, touching the tip and immediately sticking her finger in her mouth from the stinging sensation she'd received.

Reima "You wanna try my sword then?" he asks.

Arie laughs, "Why not, see if it's any better than what I currently got."

Reima nods and hands him his Divinely enchanted Silver Knight Sword.

Arie examines it for a moment, stopping in place as he looks at it, "... Reima, you applied runes to this because it's glowing..."

Reima gives a smug grin, "Well yeah, it's got a Divine enchantment."

Arie frowns at him, "What does that even mean?"

Reima "It means anything you hit with it is gonna s.h.i.+t bricks and die." he says with a chuckle.

Arie "Alright... I appreciate the Wolf's head pommel though, sticking to your roots."

Reima shrugs, "It looked cool."

Arie shakes his head, "Douche bag."

Reima takes the chance to get a better look at Arie's blade arm, it's curved, sharp and silver. However it has a few peculiar additions that look like mistakes from the creator of it, the most obviously being some kind of hook pointing inwards... "Hey bro, what's that hook thing on your arm?"

Arie "Ah, that? After a year or two of testing this design out I decided that I needed some way of grabbing things from my belt without dropping my weapon, hence the hook.

Reima notices that a few leather straps are hanging from a large pouch on his hip, from the angle it'd seem easy to hook one of them and throw them quickly... Quite a good design he had to admit.