[center][h1][sub][color=purple][b][u]J A U N A[/u][/b][/color][/sub][/h1]
[h3][color=silver][i][b]Greymont Castle - Main Gates[/b][/i][/color][/h3][hr][/center]

Jauna finished her breakfast and followed the rest of the party out towards the main gates of the castle.  She wondered if they would ever actually get underway or if there were yet more things to discuss that hadn't already been brought forth.  The lady distanced herself about ten feet from the group, brandished her sword, and practiced simple thrusts and parries while she waited for departure time.  

Sword forms, in all practicality, were the stuff of practice rather than actual battle.  In a calm, rested environment Jauna could perform all but two of the forms taught to her by the strict woman who had coached herself and Eli.  When push came to shove, not that she had experienced altogether many shoving occasions, it was surprising just how much of one's training went out the window in the midst of chaos.  The nobility swordplay instructor in question would have chalked it up to her not having practiced enough for the training to become so-called "muscle memory".  Jauna snorted at the thought as she feinted, spun roughly three-hundred-and-sixty degrees to her left and stabbed at the castle wall.  Her black blade landed a mere inch away from the rough-hewn outer wall beside the gates.  

[color=ec008c]"Jauna one, wall zero,"[/color] she muttered under her breath and assumed a ready position.