<span style="font-size: 110%; line-height: 116%;"><div style="text-indent:1em;">Over the last few days, Brynn gradually began to trust and respect the small group that was entrusted with guarding Briarwood. She didn't open up completely but it was merely a start. Brynn was grateful for the lessons on defensive swordplay given by Vesper, she was slowly honing her blocking and dodging skills. Despite the pleasant atmospheric vibes of the company, Brynn was still warily about Briarwood, often times she would watch the noble go about his business as she stood at the far side of the camp, a few steps away from Merlin's wards. She would, also, offer to take multiple shifts for the night watch, she was too restless to sleep anyways.</div></span><br/><br/><span style="font-size: 110%; line-height: 116%;"><div style="text-indent:1em;">Following the routine she made the last couple of days, she went over to a small break in the trees within the camp boundaries and began practicing various of defensive stances and attack movements, occasionally striking her blade into a nearby tree that didn't have any runes carved into the bark, marking it as one of the mage's wards.</div></span>