dont know where the lights are taking us
but something in the night is dangerous
but something in the night is dangerous
“Right,” the demigoddess offers with a grin. “Off-balance at best, tripping and falling at worst.” She gesture to the fence, though it might be a little vague. “And that could injure you, at worst. Depends on a lot of things.” But all of those are lessons for another day. Tossing her palm frond aside, Wessex nods slowly at Arialla, though what that nod seems to signify is a little questionable. “Not bad for your first time. Keep practicing. There’s a lot to learn, but I’m happy to teach you if you decide you’re committed. You move well, it’s just a matter of learning the right moves.” And the right moves go far beyond waving some vegetation around.
She’s hardly pitching herself, but then the Wraith doesn’t really need to. “Leave a message in the Grounds if you want to train again. I’ll find it.” And then she vanishes, just because she can.
-Fin
She’s hardly pitching herself, but then the Wraith doesn’t really need to. “Leave a message in the Grounds if you want to train again. I’ll find it.” And then she vanishes, just because she can.
-Fin
