He had not been expecting company. Indeed, he had come out to the distant isle to avoid an audience while he practiced the unfamiliar weapon. Nevertheless, when someone approached he paused and turned to face the dark-haired man with courtesy. Emerald eyes were washed out to a silvery spring green beneath the moonlight as he studied the stranger with a quiet consideration for his question. His brown skin was darker at night, and the gold of his tattooed scars glinted a warm silver instead as they reflected the stars above. In contrast, the metallic steel sheen of his hair seemed lighter and nearly glowed; a color found naturally only among the Mer.
At his introduction, however, the Tidebreaker gave a slight bow and gestured for the tall stranger to join in at the log. "Bane. I am Hadama. A pleasure to meet you." Though he spoke quietly his voice was deep and resonant, reminiscent of distant summer thunder across the sea. "Please." He made space for Bane to choose a position and then moved to be opposite him, in the hopes that their blades would not interfere with each other. "Do you have experience with swords?"
At his introduction, however, the Tidebreaker gave a slight bow and gestured for the tall stranger to join in at the log. "Bane. I am Hadama. A pleasure to meet you." Though he spoke quietly his voice was deep and resonant, reminiscent of distant summer thunder across the sea. "Please." He made space for Bane to choose a position and then moved to be opposite him, in the hopes that their blades would not interfere with each other. "Do you have experience with swords?"
