Eiyuu Kishi Den

Aroal entered the room she shared with Sara, silent as she had been since returning. She set her belongs aside, then found the kit she needed to clean the new sword. The barbarian kicked off her boots, gloves and removed her armor, then sat down crosslegged on the left bed. Quietly, she unsheated the claymore and began to wipe it clean.

OOC: This thread shouldn't take too long, I just want to do this and kill some time while the others go to bed.

Sara yawned deeply and watched as Aroal began cleaning the sword. “Had I known how to, or even the equipment I would have…” she said then paused. She then turned to open the window. “Oh, I almost forgot… I feel it only right to warn you; I have another side that only comes out during the full moon or in a spite rage. I have it under control, but the appearance tends to alarm people.” Sara spoke as if she was whispering to a star out the windows. She then waited for a response, if any.

OOC: did you see the sketch I post of Aroal?

OOC: Yep, it was sexay!

Aroal focused on wiping the blade clean, but she listened to Sara. 'Another side that only comes out during the full moon'... the barbarian mused. "A were-wolf?" she asked, not lifting her eyes from her work. Were-wolves were certainly not uncommon on Marmo, and she knew that they shifted forms under the full moon--though the most advanced ones could do it at well.

Sara turned and smiled at Aroal. “Yeah a were-wolf,” she replied. Sara was quite taken that it didn’t seem to bother Aroal. This just added to her admiration of the warrior. She then climb up on the windows ledge and made her self comfortable.

A thought came to Aroal and she paused her work on the blade for a moment. "The full moon passed two nights ago. What do you do to restrain your bloodlust?" the barbarian asked, though her eyes were still focused on the greatsword. After she spoke, she continued wiping the blade clean with her oiled cloth.

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Sara pulled out her amulet, and held it out for Aroal to see. “It keeps me sane for now, but I still don’t have control if I lose this.” She said. “I never tried to transform on a whim but its better that way, right?” Sara asked.

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I thought I had check this one oops

OOC: Let's try to wrap this up fast, ok? Aroal still has some things to say to this.

The barbarian woman gazed at Sara's amulet with little show of emotion. "It's good that you have such a talisman to protect you from your own beastly rage. How long has it been since you were afflicted?"

ooc: I'll check it often to move it along.

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“I’m not totally sure, I know I was young. My new father told me the story of how he found me and said that I was this way when he did,” Sara replied.

"You were a child? I don't believe I've ever heard of a child so young becoming a were-wolf, usually children never survive a were-wolf attack," Aroal mused. She had finished cleaning the blade, and decided against sharpening it so as not to disturb their neighbors with the sound. So, she sheathed her new greatsword and laid it beside her bed. "How did you acquire your amulet?"

"The Elf who raised me had a wizard of great power and a dwarven blacksmith, forge the enchanted amulet. It keeps me sane but doesn't stop things from happening." Sara said, as she pondered how Finrod was doing.

"Then, do you mind being able to shift shapes?" Aroal inquired.

Sara smiled to her self. “You know, now that I think about it … not really, it’s kind of scary and exciting at the same time. It could be dangerous though, if those around me don’t understand what is going on someone could inadvertently get hurt.” She replied as her body tingled and skin tighten.

"You should let the others know before the next full moon," Aroal advised. "But let's get some sleep now."

Sara agreed with a simple nod.