There were some men standing nearby, mostly soldiers, who were speaking to a particularly big, aged man when this particular women waltzed into the drilling fields.
They opened their mouths to say something, but were stopped by the big man, who just raised his hand. He said something to them, before he made his way over to the women, the eyes of the men were watching him.
He approached, a great mace on his shoulder and a shield strapped to his other hand. He stopped a bit away from the women, giving her a sideways look.
He watched her movements before spesking. "Nice moves you have there lassy, but are you lost or somthing? Or just here fer a workout?"