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"I don't have much interest in the sword.. though.. on second though. I'm sure I could find a way to piss Drakus off with it. That fucker deserves every ill deed that falls his way." she says, a touch of anger flashing through her eyes.
"How much are you looking to sell it for?" she asked. The brief thought of buying it with Drakus' own money crossed her mind, but it would be hard to do that without contacting him again, which she had no interest in doing.
But pushing aside less irritating thoughts she gave Serah a slightly more appraising look. She didn't look like much, but her actions the other day had amused Nyma.
"Would a dragons egg suffice? I imagine I could get a hold of one of those easily enough." she said. Her time as a dragon had left her with a decent recollection of a few dragon territories in the area.
"Have a place of contact when I get them?" she asked.