Ibix sits as well, looking for all the world like a stone statue, calm and unmoving.  Her inner nature however is excited and eager, relishing this chance to work for the greater good and at the same time test her true fighting skills.  Her heavy white armor gleaming, her hand grips the haft of her great hammer with a firmness like steel.<br/><br/>Her thoughts are awhirl with the happenings of the past week...  After recovering from the sparring match, she had immediately sent message to the proper officials, volunteering to march with the Wyld Hunt, then spent the rest of her time training, waiting and hoping to be called in to join.  And seeing Ollap here as well, well, with the two of them on the team, even an Anathema must not be a match!