[Training] store what you need

MORGAN

the glacier

Now these days are feeling dark
We're struggling to figure out last year

Morgan's recent days had been filled with leadership responsibilities; organising, discussing, debating. Her days of training and pure guardsmanship were over (she really needed to appoint a new Captain, when she found one suitable) and she had become depressingly bureaucratic, her work now requiring she sit behind a desk rather than clasp a sword. Sometimes she caught herself staring longing out the window, her limbs missing the chance to move just as much as they once did.

When she finally had a little more spare time, the Voice's cure and the water from Frey's breath meaning there were less sick to deal with (and therefore less problems in the Citadel), she thought she might go out and make sure she hadn't lost any of those skills. Picking up her hammer, which had not seen much use in quite a while, she headed out to the training grounds.

"Noah." She greeted as she walked past him to stand before her councilman, looking him up and down. "Are you here to practice your fighting, too? I could do with a partner, if you dare to take me." A hint of a smile followed this, marking it as a joke: maybe Neron was rubbing off on her.

When the woman in the sky
keeps saying things that no one wants to hear