[Training] [open] a world full of violence

She’s right, there aren’t any immediate takers. The silence stretches on until someone says somewhat loudly, “I do.” The voice comes from behind the front line of observers as the Wraith, stripped down to little more than a thin shirt that serves its purpose for modesty, but little more, slides out from behind a Shield. Eager, bright, and grinning, the Queen offers a cheeky little finger-wave to Morgan. “Hello, Warden. I’d love a go.” There are a couple of silvery lines on the Wraith’s arms, the only signs of a recent spar other than some hectic-looking hair. Carrying the sword point-down, the demigod takes a few steps towards the Abandoned and a hushed murmur spreads through the Shields. They’d seen the Wraith with Aisha last season, and she’d popped in occasionally now that Deimos was no longer General. After all, where else is an aspiring-General to learn how to work with a group of people, other than in the organized ranks of an ally? WESSEX She whispered back, I am the storm