Salt nods to the sentry and gives a curt “thanks.” With that, she trudges deeper into the field, past groups of soldiers chatting after their drills. A few more ambitious fighters are already engaged in some extra sparring, and Salt passes these ones by without much of a glance. She may be in recovery, but she had enough dignity to not go begging already-established groups for a chance to swing at them.
Perhaps by sheer fate or a subconscious draw to powerful people, Salt drew closer to the training dummies and stopped only about 10 feet away from Ronin to set down her belongings. She glanced at the training dummy Ronin was in the process of pulverizing, and perhaps inspired by his ferocity, set herself up facing one such straw man two slots down from Ronin. This dummy had some wooden armor affixed to it, perfect for swordplay.
Salt started to draw a long wooden sword, but then seemed to rethink her decision and instead drew out a silvery steel longsword. When she took her stance and squared off against the dummy, Ronin could most likely tell that she seemed to have training in sword fighting based on her footwork and the strikes she made—but she didn’t seem particularly powerful or quick.
Perhaps by sheer fate or a subconscious draw to powerful people, Salt drew closer to the training dummies and stopped only about 10 feet away from Ronin to set down her belongings. She glanced at the training dummy Ronin was in the process of pulverizing, and perhaps inspired by his ferocity, set herself up facing one such straw man two slots down from Ronin. This dummy had some wooden armor affixed to it, perfect for swordplay.
Salt started to draw a long wooden sword, but then seemed to rethink her decision and instead drew out a silvery steel longsword. When she took her stance and squared off against the dummy, Ronin could most likely tell that she seemed to have training in sword fighting based on her footwork and the strikes she made—but she didn’t seem particularly powerful or quick.
