next time, buy me a drink
spar vs sirius
07-13-2019, 04:36 PM
Dutch yawned, feet trailing as much as her tail was as she walked. she didn't know why she was so tired or sick in the mornings, but she didn't care. maybe she caught an illness. maybe she was just more tired from doing more work. all that was important to do was to better herself. crafting wise, skills wise... she'd done good work so far, if she had to say so (and she did), but there was always room for improvement. the leather soaking back at camp once more, she made her way to the battlegrounds again. she had weeks before it'd be ready to mold anyway. why should she sit around like an invalid?
the way she was tussling with folks these days, they should buy her a big juicy steak before going at them. that was mostly comedical, since Dutch knew it wasn't required to buy someone dinner for sparring with them. she was just trying to be witty. finding her steps faltering as she neared the center of the area, she once more lifted her head and called out for someone. but who should answer but a familiar scent? "you again? we gotta stop meetin' like this" she'd grin, her voice clear as she waited for the man to show himself. it was Sirius, that guy from Ashen obviously. the one she had met back in the western deluge. he wanted another go?
well, now was as good a day to lose as any.
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dutch speaks with a thick scandinavian accent.
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