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Rasmus found himself in the grounds of the track looking at the wide array of weapons that was offered for practice sparring. He delighted himself with the broadswords, claymore and b*****d sword before hefting up a misericorde. Highly specific, it wasn't for him. Eye gouging and mercy killings predicated he be on the front lines. Playing to his strength as a rock climber, he was not surprised to see a multitool on the tables. A dagger would be what he was most familiar with but there were so many options available. And as a chosen of Aphrodite, he wanted to experience them all before deciding on what best suited his needs. He saw many winged fans and relegated them smoresmaking for future campfire jaunts. Settling on a basic blunted sword, he shrugged off his outer layers and pragmatically removed all easy grabholds. Manbun on, he looked for a potential opponent while opening his hip in a series of balls-crushing stretches. Skin musk and sweat made for an intoxicating combo.