Danger gleams like sunshine
A bright laugh echoed against the stone wall. "I see that!" He watched as the peryton rubbed the top of dragon's head lovingly(?). It brought a smile to his face, until the Void was mentioned, stuttering the motioned momentarily. Grimacing slightly, he said, "Yeah... there seems to be a lot of that going around." Not that he had a lot of information, but even his last conversation with Talyson had surrounded the Void.
Patting the hilt peeking out from his sheath, he ginned with pride. "Of course! I wouldn't fight with anything else." In all honestly, he hadn't trained with much else. Sure, the Dragoons had him practicing with shields and staffs and daggers and maces and spears and whatever else they could come up with (someone had thrown him a towel one day?), however, he hadn't shown promise with any of the other weapons. So they discarded them and chose to hone the basic skills he already had.
Remembering that Deimos had magic, he asked, "And you?" If the Warden chose to use his abilities, Zavien knew he'd have no chance. Especially not after he'd seen the Tournament. So he waited patiently to hear his fate.
Patting the hilt peeking out from his sheath, he ginned with pride. "Of course! I wouldn't fight with anything else." In all honestly, he hadn't trained with much else. Sure, the Dragoons had him practicing with shields and staffs and daggers and maces and spears and whatever else they could come up with (someone had thrown him a towel one day?), however, he hadn't shown promise with any of the other weapons. So they discarded them and chose to hone the basic skills he already had.
Remembering that Deimos had magic, he asked, "And you?" If the Warden chose to use his abilities, Zavien knew he'd have no chance. Especially not after he'd seen the Tournament. So he waited patiently to hear his fate.
Zavien
to a brave man's eyes.
