Fighters Circle [Festival Crafting for Fighters]
08-18-2020, 04:24 PM
After the tournaments she was content to wander around the various tents and stalls that were set up around the Dancefloor of the Gods along side her daughter as the charismatic girl attempted to get some materials she so desperately wanted. She was happy to see Elba excited about fighting again since it was something she had worked on pretty heavily back in their former home. Of course, she knew that healing was also a passion for her daughter, but their priorities were a bit switched. While Elba preferred to focus on fighting and leave healing as her side project, Daelos mainly focused on healing and simply worked on her fighting skills out of necessity and feeling as if she needed to in order to help contribute to the pack. Her attention had been captured by a display of rare herbs she had only herd about and hadn't actually seen in front of her eyes when she felt Elba nudge her shoulder to get her attention. It pulled her eyes away from the display and she followed Elba's insistent nodding to look at the man she had fought turning the tournaments. It seemed like he was working on crafting something and she could tell from the pleading look in Elba's eyes that she wanted to go investigate. With a soft chuckle she nodded and led the way over to where he was working, offering the man a pleasant smile. "Hello, Skælingr! It's good to see you again - especially since it's out of battle this time." She chuckled softly and settled down onto her haunches. Elba stood slightly behind her shoulder, the young woman setting the leather she had been carrying down in front of her. "This is my daughter, Elba." |