these hands made of splinters

*derps because spacing out*

It was over in a flurry of moves and she had not quite come out the way that she would have wanted. But all in all, it was a good summary of their skills. As she climbed to her feet and gave her coat a rough shake, Echelon decided she would keep him in mind for further practice. In spite of his larger size, he could handle himself well. There was no doubt in her mind that Tartok was all the better for having him in their ranks, and rightly so she assented to the idea of heading to the borders.

And hopefully, for the sake of outsiders, they would be quiet today.