Out of the Fire and Into the Oven

Harbringr grinned as his niece trotted into view. "Hey Pesto, good to see you! I wanted to check in and see how your training is going. I thought perhaps we could work our fighting skills together. I am fine doing a spar or lesson, just let me know what you would like." Harbringr wasn't the sort of instructor to have a rigid curriculum, especially when he wasn't sure what skills Pestilence had been working outside of their training sessions. He'd seek to help her in the areas she most wanted to improve or if she felt like a practice spar he was certainly up for it. Sometimes the best way to learn and improve was just to practice.