[Training] crack a neck

Aithne

I see how this is gonna go

"Ooooo," says what is sure to be a familiar and all-too-chipper voice as Aithne steps out from behind a nearby tree. "That's a fun trick!" Her dark eyes are bright with good cheer despite the chilly temperatures that have her huddled in a thick winter cloak. It's rare for her to venture outside the warmth and relative safety of the Inner Quarter during Deepfrost, but today marks an exception, the young Ancient having grown tired of twiddling her thumbs in the Temple. She intends to hunt, if she can be bothered, though it isn't yet a necessity. More a passing fancy than anything else, really.

In any case, she practically skips over to inspect the dagger nestled into the tree trunk. It's buried deep, and she finds herself barely restraining from reaching out to pluck it from the bark, assuming - correctly or not - that Thalassa won't take kindly to her blade being handled by someone else. Instead, she burrows deeper into her cloak, gaze flicking to the captain with no small amount of respect. "I wish I could do that."

Touch me and you'll never be alone