[h1][center][color=4286f4][i]Arthur Stanford[/i][/color][/center][/h1]
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[center][color=4286f4]Location:[/color] Dinning Pavilion -> Armory -> 1F [/center]
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"[color=4286f4]Sounds like a wonderful idea to me.[/color]" Checking out the armory was bound to be cool. He'd never really considered weapons as a very interesting thing before, but now that their were apparently lots of things that very much wanted to eat him, becoming acquainted with different armaments sounded like a practical idea. He had his black iron dagger, but he didn't know how proficient he'd be with a close range weapon. Sure, he was a fit enough person, but he felt as if keeping his opponents at a distance would be a safer option for him. 

Following after Kristin, he decided to ask about her preferred fighting style. "[color=4286f4]So how do you fight? Swords or bows?[/color]" The largest disadvantage he could think of that would come with ranged weaponry would be the limited ammunition. He'd hate to find himself in a fight, and unable to protect himself because he'd spent all his bows. That was the primary advantage of close range combat, he supposed; sure, he could run out of things to load in a bow, but a sword would never run out of [i]being[/i] a sword.