"Well, I'm, um, I'm really not sure." Ariel stumbled with her words for a moment. If she was honest, she was rather scared of going to Black Marsh for all the dangers it presented, not just the diseases. Then again, she believed that probably wouldn't need a way of dispatching the thralls if she and Ahnasha were only going to be employing stealth, and Ariel wasn't much of a fighter in the first place. Her mind went over to what Ahnasha had mentioned the previous night. [i]Maybe I should take more risks,[/i] Ariel thought to herself. Looking to Meesei with a more decided expression, Ariel answered. "I think the disease resistance would be very useful, Meesei. Thank you." Feeling quite humbled by the assistance, Ariel stood up and held one of her hands in the other in front of herself. "Is there any way I can assist you today? I might be able to brew you something if we have the right ingredients on hand." --- Fendros nodded patiently as he took the mace back. After taking a moment to slowly try out the movement Lorag had demonstrated a couple of times, he lowered himself into a fighting stance again to face Janius. Janius took the first swing this time, bringing his arm over his head and striking high at Fendros' right. Fendros ducked the blow, turning to raise his shield just in case. The mace hit the top of his shield, but swung over his head. Fendros came up and attempted to swing as Lorag instructed. It felt uncomfortable, but far more effective. The blow caused Janius to raise his shield and block it directly. The mace rebounded and Janius wasn't put off balance, but the force it produced was more pronounced. Fendros followed up with a similar swing, this time it wasn't quite so well formed. Janius deflected the blow and pushed forward, bashing his shield into Fendros and forcing him back. At the end of that quick bout, Fendros put the mace under his shield arm for a moment to shake the soreness from his wrist. He winced, those swings were really quite jarring, perhaps his wrist was too tense in trying to control the mace.