It was late afternoon when Brienne made her way out to the forest, Oathkeeper strapped to her hip, having spent the better part of the last couple of days cleaning everything--it turned out butter and salt were hard to get out of boiled leather. Who knew? (It occurred to Brienne that maybe there was some sort of cleansing spell that would have
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Jaw tightening, she nodded. "It seems you're ready to spar," she said, moving to a defensive stance, sword at the ready.
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((We... should maybe work the details out beforehand? :) ))
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((I'm fine with Arya tagging in the other thread or giving Brienne an excuse to look up and acknowledge Arya. It's totally up to you.))
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