Thorgan smiled. as he caught her look at the practice dummies. "I found that there is nothing better then to take your fustrations, hate, or what ever ails one by hacking practice dummies to pieces. I have heard that they have weapons there, for those of more advanced training. Perhaps you could borrow a couple for a short period of time." He took her gently by the arm and lead her over to the training area. One of the adult elves approached and inquired what they wished. Thorgan told him that Allassiel wished to borrow a couple swords to do a bit of practice. The elf looked at her and the dress she was warring. and raised a brow.<br/><br/>"Not a suitable attire fore training or for the use of swords. However there is some clothing that is used for the older students when they come unprepared. Come and I will show you where you may change. Then you can practice." The Elf said.<br/><br/>Thorgan grinned and said, "I will wait for you here."<br/><br/>The White Stag spoke and Lotharn knew it was not an ordinary animal. Yes indeed, an Araw, again something that was almost never seen or even less likely to talk to one. He had spoke to Pegawen and of course in riddles. But part of it did make some sense. Allies, was what they needed and probably not just those of the Elves, Humans and Dwarfs. The rest he could only think that they would figure it out in time.<br/><br/>Slowly he parted the cloak from her, once again exposing more of her. Now both his hands were moving on her warm, soft and smooth skin, up to just below her ample tits, brushing them gently from underneath. Lotharn had not had a wife nor a woman that he wanted to even entertain the thought of such a thing. But Pegawen seemed to stir stomething within him, making him bold and wanting to do something. It was a strange feeling, but a very pleasant one.