"Yeah... the drums are also why she tends to keep to herself. Even if you can't hear them you can still feel them. You should see the women who play them, I'm pretty sure they could kill someone with one hand." As Bwambi danced more seniors joined in and some of the younger began to chant and cheer.  "This is the Brilliance of Flame. Believe it or not she fights like this too, there used to be another dance instructor. He... told the Warmatron that a woman had no place leading and so she challenged him to honorable combat. He tried to poison her and hired an assassin."<span style="color: #b3b300">"Was it Ras?" </span>The shaman blinked and looked at Saerwynn in disbelief. "No, and don't ever say that name on these islands. That's a good way to get the elders, and by extension the guards, very mad at you. Anyways, two well established fighters never laid a finger on her and she crushed them with a simple staff. Why don't you go challenge her? She never fights to kill and I can patch you up afterward."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>