Kath'tan made his way to the armory, holding even more curiosity after the impressive state of the training grounds. He went through the right entrance and was presented with an array of projectiles and ranged weapons, all well kept.
For an armory in a home, it had an impressive variety, it almost seemed like it was more for show than anything else. The attention to detail and workmanship were something only a true fighter or someone with a strong interest in weaponry would notice, he couldn't see Dulce as either.
He stepped out of the arsenal after a quick look to go to the left arsenal where his interests lay - melee weapons. It was even more impressive, and he was drawn to the hammers in all lengths and sizes.
Kath'tan was itching to try one of them on one of the training dummies a room away, his gleaming eyes scanning the room, taking in unfamiliar weapons as well as weapons he knew well.
