Hanna leaned in, inspecting the magically materialized spear with her skilled eyes. "Very neat! I'd love to study it a bit, but I'd understand if you had reservations about someone else learning your magic secrets." Magic, especially magic for the use of weaponry, was usually a closely guarded secret among those who practiced it. The blondes attention turned to the dark elf, "Oh? Does that mean you've already decided on joining the Order?"<br/><br/>"They've not been formally offered that privilege yet."  Guine interjected. "Meldine will explain everything to them on the morrow."<br/><br/>"Meaning they don't want you getting angry when another blessed rejects the order, huh?"<br/><br/>Guine sniffed and ignored the human, eyes always on one of the three newcomers.<br/><br/>"Anyway," Hanna turned back to the dark elf, "If I were to equip you, We'd certainly have to account for those pillows you're carrying. I doubt any of the standard armour sets would fit you, since you're not as wide as a dwarf. Weapon wise, I'd say...you should probably learn the spear. With your height a sword isn't going to be very useful unless you're like lightning on your feet, which I doubt with these great big assets." She leaned over the bathing dark skinned woman and gave her breasts a squeeze, one in each hand. Ania could feel just how strong the human was in that motion, though she didn't squeeze hard. Her hands were as rough as stone and her muscles just as hard. "As for why I'm not insulting you for your race, we can't help how we're born. The Order teaches us not to judge others on their appearance or ethnicity, only their actions." Hanna settled on the bench beside Guine,  "So you're just going to watch them all night, huh?"<br/><br/>Guine grunted her affirmation without looking over and Hanna shook her head, chuckling at some private joke.