Throw Down

While she was doing a bit of maintenance on her armor the day before she began trying to think back and remember the last time she had actually used her armor. It had been quite some time since she had made use of it for something beyond just wearing it during patrols and she genuinely struggled to think of one instance when she had actually put the fang caps she made to good use. She wasn't usually someone to seek out a fight, but it was truly a shame that pieces she was so proud of hardly saw the light of day. That was what brought her out to the battlefield and she was curious to see who else might be out here with a similar desire. She wandered the barren, blood-marked field for a while until one of her ravens called down to her, directing her attention toward a figure moving in the distance. Turning her path toward the stranger, she eventually drew close enough to the woman to see her clearly, taking in her markings that looked strikingly similar to a skeleton. "You look like you might be looking for an opponent," she called out once she got a bit closer to the stranger to get her attention, slowing to a stop with a little bit of space between them.

"Avacyn Mendacium"