Once the white silk fabric slid down to his feet, the youth turned around, revealing taut muscles which did not fit the conventional image of a frail mage, most likely due to his body being covered in his modest robe from day to night. His skin was as pale as moonlight, but Ysilnod could tell from the clear lines of the muscles of his shoulders and abdomen that they had formed over long periods of rigorous training. His trousers and boots were the types typically worn by warriors from fighter towers. A rack covered in a variety of weapons slowly ascended from the marble floor. That was when Ysilnod realized that the round hall resembling a library was, in fact, a warrior's training grounds.
Tiamat picked two rapiers from the rack and gave the weapons a short test. Despite usually being us
