A bit late, but i hope you all like it. Felt like being wholesome than giving Silver a party of debauchery.

Silver and his Daughter Nirvana just hanging out. Normally Nirvana prefers testing weapons rather than making them, even sharpening them was something that bored her. But as her father kept marveling her on the weapons he'd make, she kind of gave in to watch her father cleaning and polishing weapons.

As he did, he'd tell stories the weapons carried. The ones he'd polish were the ones were once his old friends now long dead carried with them. Some his Wife Carisol used, and some the royal guards and some loyal customers commissioned him and were eventually recovered over time.

Just these small things are something that sticks with people over time. The greatest memories are often the smallest and quiet moments you spend with someone. make em count.

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