Faylin had indeed noticed the Cambrian approaching her. She didn't stop her motions of slashing and parrying invisible enemies until the woman was standing nearby and had voiced her question. Even then, Faylin continued on until she felt ready to stop, leaving a considerable amount of silence to stretch between them.

Finally turning to her visitor, she sheathed her sword and started stretching out her limbs, cooling down her muscles. "I'm training. Is that a foreign concept here?"

Faylin grimaced, her concerns on the lack of training confirmed by the Cambrian. She would have to talk to Kasper when she got back to camp about running the soldiers stationed here through drills tomorrow. She looked forward to watching them struggle and suffer for their lack of discipline. Perhaps when she got back to Nevermere she would have to ask about having someone of higher rank stationed here.

With a small huff she turned her attention back to the woman who was introducing herself. Faylin inclined her head slightly in greeting. "I'm Faylin. It's nice to meet you." She did a once over of Revna, attempting to discern any useful information, or perhaps find one of the brands. She waved a hand vaguely at the land around them.

Not finding anything of note, she pushed on with the conversation. "Well, I'm sorry if I disturbed you somehow. But I would expect to find more soldiers making use of this area over the next few days. After I've had a word with them."

You witches. They were certainly not friendly words, at least not in the way they sounded to Faylin. She had never considered what the citizens of the kingdoms Nevermere occupied thought of their presence. She knew Coheed had seemed to take to it just fine, but Cambria... Well, it was becoming blaringly obvious they wanted them out of their territory.

But Faylin wasn't here to stir the pot. She was meant to blend in with the other soldiers and to observe all she could. So she offered a small smile and said, "Trust me, they will know better than to question me. They'll be running drills on their own in no time."

Then she shrugged, "And that was just a small training session, something to keep my muscles in shape while I'm away from Nevermere."

Faylin offered an eyeroll in response to Revna's comment. Since they were there to discover why women were being branded, Revna's snickering felt a bit strange, but Faylin didn't know who Revna was or her place within the kingdom, so she thought perhaps she didn't know about the brandings.

Still, the eye roll was mostly genuine. Even without the brandings going on, the baser needs that always seemed to run rampant in the opposite sex always irked her. There were so many more important things in life.

But that was quickly forgotten as Revna asked for a lesson, and Faylin's eyes lit up at the idea of having a sparring partner. She nodded, waving toward the open space and pulling her sword, giving it a few twirls to warm her wrist and arm up again. "It would be my pleasure."

Faylin eyed the long weapon Revna brandished. She wasn't sure she had ever seen or fought against one before and the three prongs definitely threw her off a bit. But she offered a small nod towards Revna, "Of course, it's fine. As you said, learning something new is always fun."

Dropping into her fighting stance, Faylin paced a few steps to the side, eyeing up the weapon. She would take the fight step by step and learn as she went and come out better for it.

As Revna charged towards her with the trident, Faylin dodged to the side and attempted a slash at one of Revna's hands. She felt like one of the only ways she could outwit a trident with a sword was to disarm Revna of it. She thought briefly of her Naginata which she left in her tent and wished she had it, for polearm to polearm would have been much more interesting of a fight.

"It's quite beautiful here in the mountains, I have to admit. Much different from the coasts of Nevermere."