All is fair in love and war
bloodshed in velvet shades
as battles burn, but one remains
they call her Queen of Blades
Roana stepped forward when indicated, respecting the space of her fellow warrior, more than accustomed to the unspoken ettiquete that came with the weight of such power. "I was just passing by and couldn't help but notice this set up." she said with a light shrug. Innocent curiosity. Such training grounds weren't a terribly common sight throughout the Grounds after all. "Congratulations on your new appointment by the way, General. I wish you well in your endeavors." she commented with a slight respectful nod. Of course, the elephant hanging in the space was her complete disregard of her own enlistment in his army, despite her well known military record. But she didn't offer her reasoning for that freely.
Though from what she heard, the numbers were rather pitiful.
"Would you be up for a bit of a spar?" she asked out of curiosity. "It has been awhile since I've been able to use Krosis here against a magic user as it was intended by its maker." she said, patting the blade on her hip.
Though from what she heard, the numbers were rather pitiful.
"Would you be up for a bit of a spar?" she asked out of curiosity. "It has been awhile since I've been able to use Krosis here against a magic user as it was intended by its maker." she said, patting the blade on her hip.
ROANA
