yet my blood renders me a King
Sah's lips twitched as Tal continued to prickle and defend his actions. The Abandoned could see the logic in the courier's choices, not that he'd ever admit it. "Sure. Let me just go grab a knife from the armory." He couldn't remember whose idea it was to add one to the guildhall but it was a clever one.
Retrieving a dagger, Sah returned to Tal's impromptu training grounds and stepped into a fighting stance. "Well? Come on." He waited for Tal to make the first move, eyes watching ever muscle twitch the courier gave. With his novice knife skills, Sah refused to take any chances. There was no way he was making this easy for his friend rival, not even for a quest.
Retrieving a dagger, Sah returned to Tal's impromptu training grounds and stepped into a fighting stance. "Well? Come on." He waited for Tal to make the first move, eyes watching ever muscle twitch the courier gave. With his novice knife skills, Sah refused to take any chances. There was no way he was making this easy for his friend rival, not even for a quest.
Sah
