"Good!" Cedric said. "We can pick up a good sheath for it, and a belt, in the morning," he said, glancing at the blade resting nearby. Sophie scowled at the sword, clearly not trusting it, either.<br/><br/>"Maybe you two can spar, see how well you can move?" Cedrik suggested. "It's probably a good idea to get some practice with the weapon, before we actually enter combat." Sophie looked a little uncomfortable at the suggestion, but didn't openly protest.<br/><br/>In the back of her mind, she heard what might've just been a conversation overheard from another room...<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 5pt;">"Wield... me..."</span>