Excalibur

Briar smiled as Lia confirmed her thought. Surely the blacksmith could handle this task. "It's settled then. We'll take this to Ruga then and have him repair it and then we'll take it to The Hallows with us in the summer." She was looking forward to moving to The Hallows to be with Artorias so much, but finding this and having a bit of a project ahead of her in getting it restored to its former glory at least felt like she would have something to look forward to in the meantime. She was already looking forward to the look on Art's face when she walked up to the border carrying Embershard. She lifted her turquoise gaze back to Lia's again when she mentioned how impressed Artorias was going to be when she brought it back to him, the look she was given making her blush and grin. "Well... I'm sure he'll be even more impressed once Ruga finishes sprucing it up a bit," she replied with a chuckle and a bashful flick of her ears. She would have done anything to make Art happy regardless, but she also knew Lia was probably right. She gave a nod back toward the pack and added, "Come on, lets start getting back." Picking up the sword by its weathered hilt, she started trotting back toward the Armada, thinking to herself that she was actually surprised at how heavy the blade was and wondering how Art could swing it around so effortlessly.

"Briar Zeitgeist Fatalis"