Evie
Testing out her new weapon in the bamboo fields had been delightful, but they'd needed to return home eventually. That doesn't mean she feels content with the level of destruction she had wrought, too aware of the habitat around them to have really let loose. So it stands that they must rectify this posthaste!
The Frostfields are the perfect destination for such destruction given its plentiful chunks of ice and empty water at the edge of Svaturis Bay, plus the empty expanse of nothingness that won't go amiss if they're marred and blacked. Also known as plentiful things that will explode and burst with appropriate fanfare when struck by lightning. Evie practically skips ahead of Deimos with her scimitar on her belt, red hair flouncing both from her excited gait and the winds coming off the water and inland to the fields.
Spinning on the flat, snowy surface beneath her feet, Evie's hands fiddle with her hilt as ice-blue eyes wide with excitement meet his own. "What can we explode first?" If not the terrain, hopefully he has something up his sleeve they can decimate.
The Frostfields are the perfect destination for such destruction given its plentiful chunks of ice and empty water at the edge of Svaturis Bay, plus the empty expanse of nothingness that won't go amiss if they're marred and blacked. Also known as plentiful things that will explode and burst with appropriate fanfare when struck by lightning. Evie practically skips ahead of Deimos with her scimitar on her belt, red hair flouncing both from her excited gait and the winds coming off the water and inland to the fields.
Spinning on the flat, snowy surface beneath her feet, Evie's hands fiddle with her hilt as ice-blue eyes wide with excitement meet his own. "What can we explode first?" If not the terrain, hopefully he has something up his sleeve they can decimate.
there she was, all dressed in adventure
straddling the edge of a star
straddling the edge of a star
