The dance of the two blades is no simple thing. Most warriors would not trust themselves more than they would a sturdy shield and the reach of a spear, but Kylgallin is not most warriors; She refuses the call. Ever since she returned from the west, bearing Rhigenea’s helm back to her husband, she has been furnished with handsome gifts born to her by every warband who would win her to their fellowship. But she will not go. Not for gold nor for glory, or for any gift that can be given over by mortal hand. And still, she keeps her swords sharp, and her skills honed, for all among the clans must learn to fight, and she finds joy in teaching.