“Nice to meet you. My name is Amina, Wielder of Blades. Are you interested in learning about swordplay?”

She wore a brown leather skirt and leather vest, like Wonder Woman. She reminded me of Reina but for her dark brown hair pulled back to a tail. She was a little too thick for my liking, but she filled out her armor well.

I could tell by the way she carried herself she was just as calm wielding a blade as she would be having a tactical conversation. She was the type of maiden you would want on the front lines with you.

“Yes, Amina. I think a nice Bastard Sword would be the best. I plan on being very defense-oriented.”

She looked me up and down for a moment, then walked around me. “Well, you certainly have the strength for it. Are you sure I cannot interest you in a morning star or a nice mace?

I hesitated. I hadn’t thought about a blunt weapon. Those could be very useful when used properly, but I worried about the effectivity of the spikes at the end of a Morningstar being embedded in my enemy.

She stopped pacing and squatted down in front of me, even level with my manhood. I swallowed. The leather strips of her short skirt hung down between her legs, while the side rode up, exposing her sumptuous thighs.

What is she doing?

She grabbed one of my legs and squeezed.

“Sturdy man. It’s a shame you are only here to train.” She stood up, dangerously close to me and leaned in, her chest brushing against mine. “I would have liked to have you around longer.”

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She glanced to the side quickly, then spun.

I turned to see Reina standing to the side, her lips drawn to a line. She quickly gave me a curt nod when she saw me notice her.

IS she watching to make sure Amina didn’t steal me from her?

She had nothing to worry about.

I turned back just in time to see Amina bend down over a pile of swords. She swung her back leg up into the air to counterbalance her torso at such an angle.

Oh my god.

She wore no underwear and was completely shaved. The tangy scent from her wafted across the space between us, hitching my breath as I took in the sumptuous sight.

She came back up with a sword and held it out to me. “Spar with me and we shall see how good you are.”

Short Swords:

Amina, the Wielder of Blades has given you a basic bastard sword and now wants you to defend yourself from her attacks to learn the basics of swordplay. Fight until she is satisfied.

Reward: 50 XP. Skill Increase: Long Swords Level 1! Reputation with the Eastern Garrison increased by 50.

And fight we did. For nearly an hour she drilled me on thrusts, parries, blocks, and methods to go from one to two handed melee. I knew all of this before, I had trained for years in the finest simulations, and I could see how impressed she was.

Completed: Short Swords!

Gained 50 XP! Reputation with the Eastern Garrison increased by 50.

Skill Increase: Short Swords Level 1!

Through continued practice, you now aren’t a complete noob when it comes to large melee weapons. Continue practicing to increase your skill.

She placed a hand across my sweaty neck. “Be strong, Yazen. You are a good man, and you need a good woman beside you, and beneath you. I would be honored to lie with you tonight since you have proven yourself to be a worthy warrior.”

I gulped.