He did not care about the room much other then the weapons and the training areas. Dragon were always solitary beings, and a place that had meeting and fun with others, was not one that appealed to him. He looked over the weapons that was hanging on the wall and the rake. He picked up a long sword. It was always two feet longer then hers, but it did not feel right in his hand. He gave it a few practice a few swings. He did not like it at all. It felt too light in his hands. So he put it back on the rack, and picked up a large axe. He liked the feel of it in his hands. It was big, and powerful. But when he started to swing it around, he started to hate it. It was too off balanced. He put it back and then scanned the rack again. Down at the very end of it, he saw that might have been his golden star. He picked it up, and loved it. It was a halberd, he started to swing it, and it was perfect. It gave him reach, it was powerful, and it was balanced, it was the weapon form of him.<br/><br/>"This one will do." He smiled at her.