Deimos
Striding back from the Citadel’s shrine had already encompassed bouts of clarity – so much so that once he arrived back at the barracks, he penned a note to a recipient he presumed would be willing and able to train with magic – and Deimos was not one to request aid very often. The Thunder likely needed the outlet too, with everything else going on.
Rather than assume acceptance, the General wiled away thereafter with his residual responsibilities, taking stock of the armory and its necessary repairs, altering schedules and guard-work rotations, before finally making his way back into the training grounds. Several others lingered amidst the braziers, warming their hands before instating some skirmish, or brandishing their weaponry already, and he surveyed for more than a moment before instigating instruction.
So when Sah found him, the Sword would have long since removed his furs, and was joined by constituents along the sidelines – and while they cheered, jeered, or jostled on their fellow warriors, as wooden blades bounded, swung, and spun.
Rather than assume acceptance, the General wiled away thereafter with his residual responsibilities, taking stock of the armory and its necessary repairs, altering schedules and guard-work rotations, before finally making his way back into the training grounds. Several others lingered amidst the braziers, warming their hands before instating some skirmish, or brandishing their weaponry already, and he surveyed for more than a moment before instigating instruction.
So when Sah found him, the Sword would have long since removed his furs, and was joined by constituents along the sidelines – and while they cheered, jeered, or jostled on their fellow warriors, as wooden blades bounded, swung, and spun.
you're all bronze and bite
all venom and fistfight
all venom and fistfight
