((They're players, not elves))
Al cursed out Lupus under his breath for not waiting for the group, but there was no time for chewing him out now, "**** it, go!" he ran into the group, stabbing one of the cloaked players.
Dean laughed, "The sword is designed to weigh and balance well based on your body. It fits to the player it's wielded by," he then grabs the boy's arm, "But don't swing it around too much. Even with PVP turned off in cities, it's easy to annoy someone in the city. Let's take it outside," he gestures to a large gate down the road, "Feel like killing some hogs?"