Oh, yes. He most certainly is. [Regis pauses in his work, turning back toward Tailgate with a sheepish expression on his face.]
Apologies, I should have specified. I'm used to people knowing exactly what the title 'Shield' means. Clarus is his name. The eldest child of each generation of his family has served my own as our protectors for nearly 2,000 years. We call them shields because they do exactly that when attacks or threats are directed at us. They act as our shields from that harm.
[His expression becomes melancholy for a moment.]
It's very strange to not have him at my side right now. I cannot remember a time when he wasn't there. [Fortunately, Tailgate's curiosity about Regis' summoned sword is enough to distract him before he can become to sad thinking about his best and oldest friend not being here.]
One of the special abilities granted to my family line allows us to store things in a magical space we call the Armiger. What you just saw was me drawing my sword back out from that space.
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[Regis pauses in his work, turning back toward Tailgate with a sheepish expression on his face.]
Apologies, I should have specified. I'm used to people knowing exactly what the title 'Shield' means. Clarus is his name. The eldest child of each generation of his family has served my own as our protectors for nearly 2,000 years. We call them shields because they do exactly that when attacks or threats are directed at us. They act as our shields from that harm.
[His expression becomes melancholy for a moment.]
It's very strange to not have him at my side right now. I cannot remember a time when he wasn't there.
[Fortunately, Tailgate's curiosity about Regis' summoned sword is enough to distract him before he can become to sad thinking about his best and oldest friend not being here.]
One of the special abilities granted to my family line allows us to store things in a magical space we call the Armiger. What you just saw was me drawing my sword back out from that space.