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Student of the Warlord

Asla



Sirius

"Warlord"

The Hallows
High Councilor

Master Fighter (240)

Master Hunter (275)

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age
11 Years
gender
Male
gems
51
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
3,227

LegendaryWealthySamhain 2022Statue 1 WorshipThe Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 1
WordySilver Medal 2020Critical Hit!Critical Fail!Trick 2019Promptober 2019
08-20-2020, 03:58 PM


He was taking on Asla as his official student. As he had once done for Venom, when she had been younger. His daughter had proved to be tenacious about learning to fight, and had gone ahead and sparred with most of his new recruits. Giving practice to herself, and those that needed it. He was, suffice to say, proud of her.

He had informed her of their outing the day prior, and would head to the borders as the sunlight began to creep above the horizon. They would be spending a long day out of Armada borders, but he knew Zee would handle things in his absence. Zee, but not Malalia’s help. He pushed aside the pang, and concentrated on the present.

Marshal had already gone ahead, scouting for predators ahead of them, so they did not waste time stumbling through the wilderness for something of appropriate size. He would not start her on something small, she had already proved herself as a fighter. He was searching for a big cat, or something of equal size and skill. Ensure that his daughter had a challenge ahead of her. He stopped at the border, and waited for Asla to join him.

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