Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20141117042712/@comment-5543592-20141123005341

"I certainly hope Megan's a lot like mother then." Muttered Darach as they entered the armory.

Weltrod was there. Set out among a series of tables, there were various staffs, all of different materials:

Ebony, Daedric, Dwemer, wood, Bloodskal weapon, glass, Forsworn, Silver, Dreugh

And of various makes (the style, like how it differs from game to game). There were also a small collection of uniquely looking staves.

"Take your pick." Invited Weltrod. "Choose your make, and then tell Jean what enchantment you'd like." He jutted a finger at the Battle-Mage who was lounging over by a Staff-Enchanter.