queen of blades

ROANA

Glimpses of fate bring light to your despair
Realise hope isn't short of your grasp
Resurrect every dream that you've buried alive
And never succumb to the war that you fight

Roana smirked and nodded at Ronin's confirmation of her inkling about these talking squirrels before sending this one flying down the corridor and into the bushes. Smartly, the little critter thought better of returning. But other creatures had ideas about the two former Captains. The entrance Ronin had just walked through suddenly closed, leaving them trapped within the eerie maze. Roana sighed and shook her head. Fabulous. "Well! Guess we better start walking." she said chipperly, deciding on a direction and heading in it.

But Ronin's words caused her to freeze and she turned to look at him wide-eyed, but seriously. "Like what?" she said in a low tone, concern laced into her words. The Launceleyn's were no merry band of maurauders, they were a serious force to he reckoned with. That they were suddenly moved to activity alone was concerning. Instinctively, she put her hand on the hilt of Krosis, despite having no need for it. She frowned as Ronin described the events leading to his concern. "Tell me everything you know." He needn't be concerned with bombarding her. Roana appreciated context so the more information the better.

She smirked a bit as he scowled, getting a real kick out of seeing him still grumbly over his new skill level. "Well, if the Launceleyn's are up to something, we might have to fast track your training schedule." she said.

Your world is coming apart
Remain steadfast