Deciding she could work with that, I'seth took another sip of her tea, nodded and then set the cup down. "Out back," she agreed, as she got to her feet. "How do you want to do this?"

Weapons or no? Nothing below the belt? Was her armor allowed? Were they going to first blood or until she did or didn't knock his hat from his head? And so on and so forth. She'd leave the terms of engagement to him, since he was willing to indulge her in the first place.