LIAM
Oh, how I find every subtle thing screams your name
It reminds me of places of times we shared
It reminds me of places of times we shared
Liam shook the offered hand firmly. ”It’s nice to meet you both. I’m actually from Stormbreak originally.” Gods, but that felt like a lifetime ago. In the nearly three years he’d been in the Greatwood, so much had changed that it felt like he didn’t know his own home. Even so, some days he wanted nothing more than to return. ”I served as a dragoon until I retired a few years back. How are things back home?” He could hazard a guess, but perhaps he could glean some information he couldn’t from Zavien’s experience.
As attention shifted to sparring, Liam grinned. ”I’d be delighted. There aren’t many people out here to train against, so I’m probably a little rusty.” It was one thing to practice on one’s own, and another entirely to spar against an actual moving target.
As attention shifted to sparring, Liam grinned. ”I’d be delighted. There aren’t many people out here to train against, so I’m probably a little rusty.” It was one thing to practice on one’s own, and another entirely to spar against an actual moving target.
Couldn't live locked in these memories
Now I'm chained to my thoughts again
Now I'm chained to my thoughts again
