Redsand Canyon hurry up before your blood runs cold

@Germanicus - Aquene taking him up on his offer to spar, hoping to learn a little bit

The healer would be the first to admit that nerves ran down her spine as she finally made the decision. Why shouldn’t she be able to defend herself? Even if she never took a step into the military ranks as she had been offered, she should at least be able to fight back if she should get into a sticky situation, right? Why had her father segregated his ranks on something so arbitrary? She held her head high, having just finished moving her stores into the tablinum that he had recommended to her. She had stocked herself on everything she could find within a close proximity, but there were herbs that would require more travel.
 
That was, they would require travel that might result her getting herself into a sticky situation… and so now, it was time to learn. She had enough to cover a wide variety of illnesses, and the likelihood of needing anything urgent was slim but it was something she would bring to the Matrona later. In that moment, she tried to call upon the ferocity of her father… she just hoped that she had that same fierceness in her somewhere as well. She made her way to the familiar in passing ground, wide and flat covered in the cold red sand that indicated winter where she had witnessed spars taking place, if only a fleeting memory on the way to another task.
 
She called for him, requesting his presence when he had time though she was in no rush. He was a busy man, and he certainly had other duties to attend to. She could wait; she was a patient woman… a patient woman who wanted to take him up on his offer, or at least part of it. Multiple days of contemplation had led her to this point and she wasn't going to shyly bow out now.