((Put a warning in just to be safe for language, violence, and possibly gore since we are obviously training which will involve some level of violence. Also so sorry that this is late.))
It had been ages since Anthos had last trained to maintain his skills in combat abd it was about time that he finally got around to it. He had sent out flyers to a few of the places he knew others interested in combat frequented and waited patiently for them to arrive. Hopefully it would not be too long of a wait otherwise he would have to start training on his own. He sat down and looked over his sword witha soft refelctive smile. He had been partnered with this particular weapon since his early teens and it had served him well. It had stuck by his side through the best and worst times of his life, even on occasion bringing a brief respite to his dark days filled with pain. Since arriving in Evelon though he had rarily ever had the need to pick up his weapon let alone use it. Not wanting to grow rusty or lose his skills and be unprepared should something unfortunate happened he had choosen to keep it and thus came here to train once more.