Solis came back in a little bit with two things in his hand.
"I remembered I didn't know what weapon you used, so I got two different kinds. Would you prefer the sword or the spear?"
The sword in his hand was a normal weapon, simple in its design with nothing fancy to make it more pleasing to the eye.
"I use a sword. But how strong is it? Will it last long?"
"It should."
I took the sword from him and waved it around a bit.
"It feels okay, I guess."
Solis clapped his hands.
"That's good then. Let's go spar a bit, shall we?"
He lead the way as we followed him. Everyone in the tent appeared to be in merry spirits, even though they would live and die fighting.
"How long have you been here?"
Solis spoke as he walked ahead.
"Not too long. I just got here a few days ago. I ended up fighting in a battle and almost died. Before I came here, I thought that at if I ended up in trouble I would be able to defend myself, but I was too arrogant."
"You fought? Cool."
