Private Finished Swords Make The World Go Round

Seyyal stopped her light workout right as a random girl landed nearby with a rush of wind. A moment of instinct made her ready her stance for an attack but she quickly relaxed and gave her a curious glance.

"Hey. I'm Seyyal of the Vermilion Sands." She noticeably did not bow but she shrugged instead. "Yeah, I like to make sure I stay in fighting shape. Even if armor is rarer here."

"Thanks for the compliment. It's nothing super fancy since it's more for travel and adventuring than noble duels and showing off, but it does protect me some from magic," she smiled and answered the question in a mostly direct way, not especially wanting to divulge exactly what the enchantment was.

"I am from another world so that's why you don't recognize the name. But.. you sure seem to know a lot about me after only just meeting me?" She narrows her eyes slightly and looks intently at the half dragon for a few moments. "I guess maybe you are just good at guessing. Yes I can fight pretty well with my fists but I do use swords too."

With that she reached into a pouch at her belt and case it out with a flourish of her hand, the sand coalescing into a beautiful blade in her hand. And then making it disappear once more since they were still on school grounds.

Seyyal had confirmed there wasn't some kind of mental ability being used. It was just as they said- good guessing. So she relaxed somewhat and watched the other student summon their sword.

"I dont know if they even count as sand magic but thanks I actually found them in a sand dune believe it or not."

She chuckled- it was hard for most people back home to believe that one but it seemed like that was super tame compared to most stories here. "I do enjoy a good sparring session. Are you any good with that sword of yours?"

Seyyal nodded solemnly "yeah, just out there in the sand for me to find. Not quite as fancy as being handed down for... generations," she paused for a moment as something distracted her and then resumed. "But what can I say? i'm mostly self taught anyways so why not just swords out of nowhere."

The offer of sparring was pretty tempting. Heck, if she hadn't have already been warned about swordplay outside of where weapons were allowed she might have taken her stance right then and there. But she wasn't stupid. Not in the least.

"Sure. Lets head over to the powers gym and see if we can find an opening to go for it. Just swordfighting though, ok? Some people have some crazy abilities here on the island."

Seyyal wasn't sure she wanted to call it destiny, but it sure had been unexpected and convenient. To be honest though she hadn't really even felt the need to question it. The swords were there and she took them and now she wielded them with expertise.

"They're kind of made to be flexible for use. But they should be fine for sparring unless someone's already using the spaces. We should be ok though- it's not like we're doing anything too crazy."

She led the way back towards the buildings. It didnt take long to get there and sign out one of the rooms for a short training session. One of the staff members said they'd peek in yo make sure things were above board but otherwise they were old enough and claimed to have enough control not to hurt eachother.

For her part Seyyal checked the arrangement of her sand pouches and methodically double-checked the fasteners of her armor. Her usual pre-sparring ritual, minus the stretches. She'd already done that before their conversation started anyways.