[Training] Log or shield, axe don't care.

ROANA

Glimpses of fate bring light to your despair
Realise hope isn't short of your grasp
Resurrect every dream that you've buried alive
And never succumb to the war that you fight

To be completely honest, Roana was a but worried about how this training session was going to go. Are was a nice, honest fellow, if a bit touched in the head, but he wasn't exactly typical warrior material. She saw the potential there... but boy oh boy would there be hurdles. Big, nasty hurdles no less. As she strode onto the training field, a sleeveless tunic, leggings, boots her gear of choice, she gave him a nod of greeting. On her shoulder he would see a vicious scar from where the Spire Demon had bitten her.

And of course, per usual, Krosis was on her hip. But unlike previous meetings, she unsheathed the blade which gleamed in the light.

"Alright, Are. Get ready for a steep learning curve." she said with a smirk, swinging the sword around as if it weighed nothing to warm up. When ready, she placed herself in a defensive stance, the smirk still not leaving her lips. "Let's see how good your instincts are. Attack me, no holds barred." she said in a commanding tone. With an axe he could potentially really hurt her...if he could hit her.

Your world is coming apart
Remain steadfast