*she walks in and unties her sheith form her belt, then casts it in the dirt* You may have to learn to dothis with weapons sooner or later... but inthe interest of learning the basics... lets loose every sharp piece of metal we have eh? *she laughs and removes several dagger, one from teh smallof her back, between her shoulderblades.. and various other places, she quickly stretche and then looks back at Troy*
*The lagre stallion enters the arena, his feathered massive shire hooves thud teh dirt, kicking up clouds of dust, he trots over, muscles rippling on his shoulders and hind quarters, feathering dancing as he moves, he stops beside the two, standing at just over 20 hands to his shoulder, he has a blaze and two socks up to the knee, he nuzzles Drayen and sniffs at Troy*
