"You do us honor with your trust." Alkedre beckons the Space Marines to follow. They move through the courtyard, past the drilling sword fighters, to a long, squat building set against the tower's side. The guards snap to attention as Alkedre shoves the door open.
"Watch your heads," she says, though the door is made for Auran statue and the battle-brothers only have to duck a few inches to pass unscathed.
Inside racks of weapons line the wall, all of them made from bone and claw and horn. Curved daggers from the talon of some beast, hard bone worked and sharpened into swords.
"You are permitted to take as much from here as you can carry. Beyond that, you must bring nothing else into the Reaving Canyons. You will only have what you bring with you, and whatever you can find within the wilds to slay diablodon.