Play my Song of Cellos

*Irune* · 06-23-2014, 08:49 PM

Irune Ezra Armada

She body was corded with lean muscles from her traveling. Her coat was silky long but dense for winter.She had grown yes but in her eyes she did not see it. She never had seen herself as more than average in looks but then again her only concern in looks was just being clean and well kept. She was a clean freak to the point it was OCD. Irune might have been and Armada but she didn't flaunt her looks like most. She took after her mother on that part and her art in healing.

A voice sounded, making her pause mid-step, head turned to look back. There stood someone familiar but they had changed. He still had the same coat color, the scar over his eye and the vivid green one. His voice was different now, he had filled out more and power seemed to pulse out from him. To add to that a necklace laid around his neck, a symbol of power. Head would tilt slightly to the left with eyes narrowing in curiosity. What had happened in Glaciem since winter had begun? "I see you have grown too. A fine Knight you are becoming my brother." She replied smoothly. She smiled softly at Vereux. Every time she called him a knight she would think back to the day they had really talked for the first time. Had shared their fears. And it seemed he had overcome them. But what had happened to their father and Sendoa?

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