"Hey, don't think I'll be that easily overcome," Janius retorted defensively, "Sabine's improved but she hasn't faced me."

Fendros chuckled along. He had the feeling that Janius would be experiencing some humility soon. "You know, you're right, Ahna. We have been kind of...apart in recent times. We had some of the old ways on the journey to Elsweyr, but...I miss the closeness. We haven't hunted as one since..." Fendros trailed off. He couldn't remember.

Perhaps in an effort to salvage his threatened pride, Janius addressed Fendros. "Well, if we have a competition in swordsmanship, I hope you've kept up [i]your[/i] practice, Fendros."

"I...will admit..." Fendros said with raised hands and wide eyes, "We haven't been sparring together nearly as much, Janius. However," Fendros looked to Ahnasha with a mischievous smile and goaded, "I'm curious to see if I can't give you a challenge with a bow now, Ahna."