<strong>"If you haven't met anyone man enough, maybe it's because nobody worth their salt wants to waste their time with you? Or maybe you need to have some friendly spars with women."</strong>Tessa grinned, motioning to her own sheathed blade. While to the man it would essentially be a dagger, to her it was a short sword, and one with an unusually long handle almost as long as the blade itself. Custom work, and well-done custom work at a glance.<br/><br/><strong>"You'll find that sometimes smaller is better, Mr. Seducer of White Grotto. I could have your belt and trousers down around your ankles before you could blink. Through swordplay, of course."</strong>She winked at the man, before glancing over to see how the older man was getting along with getting them some drink.