Walking around on those, what do you call 'em? Feet!
  the Tidebreaker
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Age: 41 | Height: 6'6" | Race: Demi-god | Citizenship: Torchline | Level: 13
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Whether truth or lies, the story had been entertaining. Hadama could appreciate that, and if it was a tale that was more myth than reality, the myth did not hurt him. It helped to pass the time, if nothing else, as their feet took them through the halls and levels of the Dragon's Nest. The building was as impressive as the men and women who moved through it in sharp uniforms, many with scaled companions.

"Mmh. Not this late." Which had never stopped a demigod of Safrin before, but his braid was still damp from the Eye of the Storm, and some of the relaxation of its waters lingered in his muscles even now. Training with the dragoons, while undoubtedly educational for all involved, could wait for another day.

Some of the tension returned subtly to the Tidebreaker's frame as he asked his other question, however, and he nodded slowly as he looked out over the training grounds, studying the equipment and the various ground types for practicing on. Kaisel's words washed through him like a whisper of a chill breeze over his heart; not the icy fingers of winter, but an unpleasant sensation nonetheless. "Thank you, Kaisel Ashborn. I appreciate the time you have given me tonight. Perhaps you will take a mission to Torchline soon?" If he did, Hadama would be pleased to return the hospitality if his own duties permitted him the time.

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RE: Walking around on those, what do you call 'em? Feet! - by Hadama - 04-13-2025, 09:39 PM



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