Entering the arena, it was late afternoon, so it was not too hot, Xi'Nazreth dumped his gear except for his weapons in a small, but easily visible, corner. Stretching, Xi'Nazreth limbered up for his training.

Suddenly, in the blink of an eye, Xi'Nazreth whipped out his schimitar, waving it around to get the feel for it, then skillfully tossing it into the air, spinnig, and then catching it.

Next, he entered a complex series of spins, sidesteps, and sword handling. The sword was a blur, as he fought with the air, finally ending the manuver by dropping to his knee, drawing the dagger, and striking out, point first, roughly where a belly would be.

Stepping back, Xi'Nazreth prepared for another go...

Entering the arena Vines happens to see a man practicing his fighting skills. Vines talking to the guy, “nice moves you got their. I wouldn’t dare go against you. Hey do you think you can teach me some of those moves.” Vines stepping closer to the guy, “I’m trying to learn how to fight. Can you help me?”