*Maya Sundaresh comes in with three raw scars on her cheek. Sets down a bucket filled with a rose pink liquid* [b]This drink. This will be my payment. When you drink it. As long as it's in your system. Any blade or sharp edged tool/weapon will literally become as sharp as it physically can when the drinker grabs the hilt or handle. Dont ask me how it works. I have no idea. I couldn't get it out of the Savathakies. Darn secret holders. What I want, is a fashionable full head helmet. I'm tired of my face being slashed, shot, and burned. [/b]