The massive beast lowered its entire body onto the surf. Its body bobbed up and down with the gentle waves. Gwynn could feel its gaze diving straight into her soul. It was scanning her. Sizing her up. Despite that, it showed no signs of aggression. When Gwynn did not respond for a moment, it readjusted to settle its head on its paws.

[color=#a7d08c]There is no pressure, young one. We have all the time in the world to make our choices. Soon enough, your lifespan will be extended to match the length mine once was. Then minutes and days will seem ever so miniscule. As will most other mundane things. Ah… but I suppose that may take a while. I forget that one does not become aware of their agelessness immediately. It has been many years since the War of Darkness wiped out our kind.[/color]

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Though she did not say it, Mother Dula was glad to see someone enter this with a practicality that rivaled the frustrating brattiness of her last testee. Unfortunately, it was another human. She let out a sigh through her nose. 

[color=00B4D8]”Your urgency is appreciated. I will not mince words with you, wise one. Present yourself before us and tell us your name. Then we will get started. At that point, you will choose your weapon and prove yourself before the eggs.”[/color]

The table that had been dedicated to Gwynn was moved by two monks and quickly replaced with the table full of weaponry. Everything from spears to bows to swords and daggers. It lacked any form of armor. They were, most certainly, real weapons. The blades were sharp and the spear tips sharper. Unlike before, the two monks that moved the tables did not step away. Instead, they stood on the opposite side of the table to Trevor. Their hands were behind their backs. One was human and the other an Undine. They wore no armor but they were easily the most muscular and toned monks around.