Bardus had been about to say something nasty to Morgash when Aryn spoke. The bulky man turned, favoring her with a scowl.<br/><br/>"No time for explanations! Choose your weapon and your armor, and be ready to fight!" Bardus said gruffly.<br/><br/>"And to you," he said, jabbing a finger toward Morgash. "You want bracers, do ya? You have to fight and win to earn toys like that."<br/><br/>Bardus then turned and crossed his arms, looking sternly at Aryn. His eyes narrowed as he took in her appearance. "And just what the hell are you?"<br/><br/>