Zavien
Glancing up through the treetops and vines, he could barely make out the stars above. Luckily, although he couldn't see it, the full moon provided more than enough light to see his friend. It was especially easy to see the expert ease with which Hadama worked through his warmup. Zavien gave him a smile, stretching his own arms above his head to loosen the tension that had built there during their walk. "Safrin tasked me to train with my sword if that's okay with you?" Cocking his head, he asked in return, "Anything you need to work on?"
Once he felt the blood flowing equally throughout his body, the Dragoon unsheathed his blade, twisting it to catch the moonlight. He took a relaxed stance, swinging his sword casually through the air as he said, "I'm ready when you are." 'Ready' was probably an overestimation. He hadn't sparred against the Mer King before, but he got the feeling that he would be an extremely worthy opponent. This wasn't going to be an easy bout, which made Zavien grin in anticipation.
Once he felt the blood flowing equally throughout his body, the Dragoon unsheathed his blade, twisting it to catch the moonlight. He took a relaxed stance, swinging his sword casually through the air as he said, "I'm ready when you are." 'Ready' was probably an overestimation. He hadn't sparred against the Mer King before, but he got the feeling that he would be an extremely worthy opponent. This wasn't going to be an easy bout, which made Zavien grin in anticipation.
Success is not guaranteed,
but the willingness to fight for it is.
but the willingness to fight for it is.
