Sonje sat at the edge of the clearing, watching in silence as the others sparred. Getting an idea of what everyone else around here was capable of was a sensible tactical move. Also, she reluctantly admitted to herself, sitting on the sidelines and watching was so much easier than actually asking someone to be her partner.

She had come prepared, at least. She had not brought her armor with her, but wore the gambeson it came with for warmth. She also had a sword and shield leaning against her side ready to be taken up at any moment.