The Dunmer mage watched as Jarett accepted the other man's test and held the ebony greatsword with all his strength. "I knew you could do it!" her lips curled into a wide grin as she clapped, before shifting her gaze back to the blacksmith, "Is that good enough for you? It's not everyday our friend here holds something that heavy." Alit knew he had pair of fancy daggers she was always half tempted to steal, but she found that Jarett most often utilized the school of destruction and conjured bound weaponry if he was in the fray of battle.

Haskell coughed, rocking back and forth on his armored heels. "This mean we're going to end up trying to recruit all of Solitude into this band?"