[Quiet Man Cometh]

"As you say."

Godiva takes the sword, swings it a little in her hand, feeling the balance before trying some mock strikes. As an afterthought, she lifts the black axe from her back and stands it up against the wall, slightly back from where they are sparring so the long shaft doesn't cause a tangle if one of them should misstep. For once, Godiva is smiling genuinely, though her eyes retain sharp focus.

"When you are ready."

Initiative 8