[PQ] every fire fueled

It's technically her Guildhall. Might as well join - and with Deimos she might get a workout instead of playing teacher half the time. Sauntering into the arena with a worn but sturdy blade on her back and bow in her hand, Wessex defies the notion that this might be just for the members of that godforsaken army. She plays a risky game, doing it during the day, but with her cloak and leather guards on (and perhaps the ability to persuade her opponent to join her in the shade), and willing to constantly check in with her systems, she might? Should? Be ok. While remaining in the shadows of the building, she waves a greeting to the Reaper, Rory, and Kiada, whom she recognizes. The other Natural, Feral, she has a vague recollection of, but isn’t familiar with the hunter personally. And then there’s a funny looking lady who is most definitely an Outlander. Well. This should be interesting. Dropping her bow to the ground, she leans against the wall and waits for instructions. WESSEX She whispered back, I am the storm