Racks of melee weapons line the walls, filled with implements ranging from simple staves to hand axes to multiple varieties of sword. Almost every conventional melee weapon is represented, allowing the fighters to pick their preference and utilize their specific weapons of choice.
David Smith stood bare-chested in the center of the room, stance relaxed and feet shoulder width apart as he waited for the arrival of his pupil. His hands hung loose at his sides, wrapped nearly to the elbow in order to protect him from the force of his own blows. His feet were similarly protected, and the pants he wore were loose and well-suited to the demands of combat. With his torso bare, a keen eye might be able to detect the hair-thin scars that criss-crossed his skin, and it was plainly evident that despite his slender frame his taught musculature still possessed a formidable strength.
