Exton

Ike nods to Ob and is gone. A few minutes later, she comes out of the room where their storage was kept, three sheathed blades in hand. She hands Ob a curved scimitar, then turns and tosses a blade to Monty. She unsheathes her sword, a glittering length of rune inscribed iron, and gives it a few test swings. She is now very glad Ob and Stoney had insisted they learn to fight with more than claw. She smiles thinking how innocuous the blades seemed to many collectors. To a gargoyle, they reek of power.

Jack is looking over the guns when Ike approaches him. Holding the blade out in offering she smiles sweetly, as if offering a sweet treat.

"Jack, would you like to use my blade? Or do you prefer the guns?"

She notices there are several shifters looking over the guns and ammo as well. Several have produced their own guns, unenchanted weapons that she had not suspected they were wearing. One of the the shifters sees her watching and pulls up his jean's leg, exposing a strapped knife.

"Can't be too careful with that Loup-Garou around," He smiles shyly, showing very sharp teeth. "and I have four sisters."

Ike nods and turns her attention back to Jack, watching from the corner of her eye as Monty takes practice swings and thrusts with the blade.