Basch chuckled, shaking his head. "And the way you wield a sword shows it was my brother that trained you. All attack, no defense. Still, that is how he has always been, I expect, Fran?"

The Judge turned and picked up a lighter sword than the one strapped at his hip. It'd be fairer if he taught Snow how to handle one-handed blades first. "Anything else? What do you suppose, Pirates? Any clues as to what you believe makes a proper King?" Basch knew Snow would need a lot of work for, as nice and kind a man he was, he was a little too rough around the edges, at the moment, to be a King fit for Ashelia's side. Then again, he was a little biased.