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The reunion

Sparrow was exited. She was gonna see Hammer for the first time in years. She got word from Hammer that she finally finished her training and was coming home. Sparrow was looking forward to seeing her large friend again. She was the best friend she ever had. Garth was nice enough but he was always so damn cryptic and Reaver was just a pain in the ass. Hammer was different. She knew Hammer the longest and they had the most adventures. Hammer was the most normal and knew Sparrow through and through. Okay maybe she didn't know everything but Sparrow was still figuring out some things for herself.

Sparrow was waiting in the pub in Rookridge. The same place where they reunited the day she came back from the Spire prison. God know's how she had missed her in that god forsaken place. Hammer would've kicked the shit out of that commandant if she was there. But it would not have ended well. Now Lucien was gone, the Spire was in Theresa's hands and Sparrow was the most loved hero in all of Albion. After she saved all of those who died in the making of the Spire. But even with all the love of the people Sparrow was still lonely. There was only one who truly understood her, and she was coming her way this very moment.

Sparrow was so lost in thought she didn't hear the heavy footsteps behind her. "Hey there Sparrow thinking about the great mysteries of life ? A familiar voice said. "Hammer ! Sparrow got up and embraced the big woman in front of her. Hammer welcomed the hug and pulled Sparrow closer. She had missed the woman in her arms more then she could ever say. Sparrow hadn't changed a bit. She still wore that old blue sleeveless farmers top and that long brown pants with the red scarf on her waist. Which held her trusty sword and quick revolver. She had a scarf in her long copper hair which hammer loved so much. "I am glad to have you back Hannah. I missed you so much" Sparrow said, she meant it. Hammer blushed. She hadn't heard Sparrows voice for ages and to hear it say her name so sincere made her heart jump. But she couldn't let Sparrow see that, not yet anyway.

"What now ? "Did the shy Sparrow finally find her voice ? Hammer quickly changed the subject. Sparrow smiled and said "I'm over my silent days because I finally have someone to talk to again. Hammer tried desperately not to blush again but if this went on that was going to be a very hard task. "Come, sit down. Tell me about your training with the monks" Sparrow said, she was curious. "It was very tiresome at some points. I will need a beer if I am going to tell you the whole story" Hammer said glad to be on another topic. "Still not very monkly are we ? Sparrow said grinning while ordering two beers. "No and let me tell you why.

"The monks up there believe violence is the path to peace but that is a load of bullshit. I don't really believe in peace anymore. After what you and I have been trough I learned that. Other enemies will appear after you slay the first one and they will be stronger and better. What they did learn me is that some of us are born with a certain violence and we can use that "gift" to protect the innocent. I did get that and I stayed to train because I wanted to learn more. I had a lot of heated discussions with the elders but in the end they where right. Violence will always be around but we can use it to protect the ones that can't fend for themselves. I think that is a very noble thought but of I am skeptical that is will create permanent peace. If such a thing is even possible.

Hammer continued her stories and together they brought back memories. Hammer still drank with ease. It was good to see she hadn't changed to much while she was gone. Sparrow got a chance to examine her old friend. She was still bigger than her but she lost weight while she was away. Still very muscular of course, in fact she grew more muscles due to the training but she still looked like the old Hammer. She still wore her leather tunic and the stone hammer on her back. Her hair was a few shades darker then Sparrows and it was still in those dreadlocks. Her gray blue eyes where sparkling with joy as she reminisced with her old friend. She still looked beautiful in Sparrows eyes but for now those where only well guarded thoughts.

The two of the where drunk at the end of the night and desperately needed some sleep so Sparrow offered to go to her place in Bowerstone. When they came there Hammer was in awe but not really surprised. "You bought the smithy ? "Hey it's big enough for two and super close to work what more do I need ? Sparrow said with a proud grin. Hammer just grinned at her friend. She was a was a great blacksmith that Sparrow when she wasn't out saving the world from evil. The detail she could put into those swords and guns was amazing. Hammer never had the patience. She just wanted to bash someones head in with her hammer not use one to be so super precise.

She followed her friend upstairs. It was really quite a nice house. "You can sleep here if you want. Sparrow gestured to an empty bedroom with a made bed in it. "I'll be in the next room should you need me. "Thanks Sparrow or should I call you Blade ? Hammer joked. People used to call us The Mighty Hammer and The Swift Blade if I remember it right. Sparrow grinned and said. "They did, and still do but to you I'll always be Sparrow. That made Hammer glow inside and she had the biggest smile on her face. Sparrow just turned and went into her room. "Good night Hammer" she said as she waved and closed her door. "Good night Sparrow" Hammer whispered as she closed her door and went to bed.