Sparring Session
Ethan moved towards the rack of training weapons lining the edge of the field. His eyes settled on a pair of wooden swords, their handles worn smooth from use. He grasped them firmly, the weight familiar in his hands, and swung them experimentally, feeling the balance and heft."This swords is shorter than my Twin Blades. But it should be alright for now."With the wooden swords in hand, Ethan turned to face the five Invited who had accepted his challenge. They were selecting their own weapons from the rack.Barron chose a long wooden spear. Its shaft was sturdy, the tip blunted yet still formidable.Another Invited, a wiry man with quick eyes named Talon, picked a pair of wooden daggers, twirling them deftly between his fingers.A burly woman, Jara, selected a heavy wooden mace, the head massive and threatening.