Faelwen had just retrieved her breakfast platter when she noticed Salazar had spoken to her. "Im surprised you truly had to ask" she smirked. "We will train, I've heard that some of us might be summoned soon, and I for one, would like to be ready." Starving, she hurried and opened the eating utensils to her left and began to eat her pancake, only to stop shortly there after. "Ugh, this is disgusting!" she groaned, hesitantly standing to her feet as she left Salazar momentarily to walk to the garbage that was a few spaces away. She had been up early this morning, just like most mornings as of late, since she could not sleep. The nightmares just kept coming back, and each time it seemed to worsen. Left with few options, she had decided to get an early start to the day by heading to the arena, and practicing on the training dummies. With each punch, and kick she felt a bit of her frustration and tension release until she had nothing else to give.
Not wanting to be a burden, she would not tell Salazar of the nightmares that continuously robbed her of sleep. Instead she would do as expected and make them train, if not, he would inquire about the change, and it was far too embarrassing to admit. Looking towards him she nodded towards the door. "C'mon you!" Gently, she removed herself from the table saying goodbye to the others. She wasn't wearing her armory, just a simple maidens gown fabricated in white lace. It suited her well and wouldn't hinder her training. After all, she had fought in a ball gown before; so this was nothing but normal, casual attire.
All knowing that Salazar would follow her lead, she silently prayed to the gods that today would not be one of those days where he attempted to rattle her, surely she would break. Once she arrived to the arena, two guards near the door approached her. "Madam, you have no authorization here. Please, gather yourself and continue on your way."She shook her head as she let out a chuckle. "I am Faelwen Irwin, vanguard of Skyguard and I AM authorized to come into this arena." The guards gave her a quizzical look "Where is your amour displaying your symbol?" "It is at home, I am woman, am I not permitted to dress in a formal gown when, and if I please. Amour is only necessary when we are in the heap of battle." She inched closer to the guards "Does it look like I am in a battle right now?"
The guards shook their heads and offered their condolences. "I am sorry, yes you're right. Please.." the man gestured towards the arena doors. "do come in." Nodding their way she walked into the arena and gathered her bow and arrow as well as her sword. They were right as she left them. Continuing down the walkway, she set her weapons upon a rock before sitting on the bench beside it. She would quickly take a nap.. After all, it was only a nap.