He shook his head as he seen the look she gave in this topic. His girlfriend had been killed and she chose this time to just guess he was telling tales.  He threw her the knife, and moved away from her rerolling up his tools. Aswell as most his supplies he did not need until they left. " Believe what you want. Seems the guild feels the same way as you. Even though they had a man in the party I was in. "<br/><br/>He croushed over where he unrolled his sleeping bag, and the extra pillow and blankets made of hides. " I know how to take down wyverns, my father was the tribes best in my village. He showed me how alot of them work. Like if we set up a log swing trap on either side of the hole. Even a few along a path if one follws on the ground. That way they are kept off balanced on the way to the trap. It will learn and think there is anothe, and when it tries to avoid, trap under it."<br/><br/>Then there is the spike bomb traps for a flying wyvern. I hold the pack on my back with two bands and the cap you pull back, you pull it and place the bomb in the cap, as the wyvern flies towards us, you let go projecting it at the wyvern. And if you miss, it still goes off after awhile, it a special press I made for timing."