Unusual. Rhuryc quirked a brow and took his time in examining the woman for a second time. Was she serious? She was. At least from what could tell. The woman was not built like a fighter; slim, supple, but she could work the string of that bow. If that was what she wanted. The man leaned back and rested a hand on the hilt of his blade, his countenance calm as he mulled the idea about. He only knew one way to teach and he had a feeling that she would not much enjoy it. "That is," He paused, reaching for the word. "Acceptable. I suppose we'll need weapons to practice with and enough room to work. We can start as soon as you would like, did you have a location? Some place open, preferably." He turned his gaze to the woman, expectantly awaiting a reply. If anything, this was a good way to find somewhere to find room and board. Or room, anyway. |