Fearanie and Weapons

I always say I do not like weapons. I do not like the feel of steel in particular. 

That dislike can make some aspects of life challenging. 

Life is mostly safe in our Western towns, and the few cities, but any travel can give rise to attacks from goblins, orcs, or any other aggressor. So we train , to defend ourselves and others. 

My experience early on was of young boys who had little idea what they were doing, so long as they won whatever was happening. It was tedious watching them. Few were like my brother, Barahiirn. Although he was eighty years older than me, he was considerably wiser, prefering to work with others, to learn well, rather than rush. 

So I trained a little with him. And I took myself off on short expeditions, to test myself against a real enemy, rather than those who cared not about survival of others, as long as they were first. 

Now I have chance to learn from those with whom I dwell in Ered Luin. I cannot quite explain my reticence. But I must overcome my memories of other's misuse of weapons if I am to become able to defend myself and others.