there will be scrapes and sutures; viciousness and victory
Ronin arrives on the wing, unintentionally forming the third point of a triangle whereupon the three men might run into each other. It's a cool morning, but he has to shake the moisture from his dark hair, put there by the journey through the clouds. Shrugging away his partial shift, he strolls through the Righteous Climb like it's an old friend, despite the fact that he's never truly seen it like this - not since Stormbreak made her ascent into the sky.
His gaze is on the trees emerging through the mist when movement draws it forward. He spots Deimos first, perhaps unsurprisingly given the other man's stature and familiarity, and Ronin raises a hand in a wave. "I never thought I'd see you here," he calls companionably. Unintentionally, the Nova proceeds forward and right into the path of any further swordsmanship that Zavien might be attempting.
His gaze is on the trees emerging through the mist when movement draws it forward. He spots Deimos first, perhaps unsurprisingly given the other man's stature and familiarity, and Ronin raises a hand in a wave. "I never thought I'd see you here," he calls companionably. Unintentionally, the Nova proceeds forward and right into the path of any further swordsmanship that Zavien might be attempting.
RONIN
