Alina had continued her reconnaissance of Torchline. Indeed, she had redoubled her efforts after seeing the message that the Voice was encroaching on this land as well. Luckily, even in this land of shady dealings and nefarious goings-on, people rarely had the wisdom to simply look up.
So she'd heard all sorts of juicy tidbits. Including one about a boxing ring where people had fairly regular fights. Interest more than a bit piqued, she'd flown there, glad to have the opportunity to see some of Torchline's finest in action.
And perhaps test herself against them.
When she arrived, there was a tall man there (granted, everyone was taller than the Fae). She gave him a challenging look, setting her spear to lean against the wall and flitting over to the ring. "You gonna stand there looking pretty or show me what you've got?" There was an almost mocking tone to her voice, since this fellow didn't look like a fighter in her eyes. Too pretty.
So she'd heard all sorts of juicy tidbits. Including one about a boxing ring where people had fairly regular fights. Interest more than a bit piqued, she'd flown there, glad to have the opportunity to see some of Torchline's finest in action.
And perhaps test herself against them.
When she arrived, there was a tall man there (granted, everyone was taller than the Fae). She gave him a challenging look, setting her spear to lean against the wall and flitting over to the ring. "You gonna stand there looking pretty or show me what you've got?" There was an almost mocking tone to her voice, since this fellow didn't look like a fighter in her eyes. Too pretty.
