Darkeye
Nine strikes
Darkeye finished his day in the smithy and as usual headed to the training ground. There he saw what was for him a new face. Was that a friend of Bastien? The loss of Bastien was hard to handle for Darkeye. He would have liked to get to know him better.
So Darkeye took a deep breath as he watched Amun's weapon change and strike the dummy with much interest. "Hello young one. That was a nice maneuver. An interesting technique. How do you do that with your weapon? But where are my manners? I'm Darkeye, nice to meet you." Darkeye gives a bow to Amun. He has his spear and some other weapons on him. Some rough leather from different animals as armament. The spear is completely black with many runes on them. Darkeye has a smile on his face and a little grime all over his body from working in the smithy. "Is it okay if I watch you while I eat some lunch here?"
So Darkeye took a deep breath as he watched Amun's weapon change and strike the dummy with much interest. "Hello young one. That was a nice maneuver. An interesting technique. How do you do that with your weapon? But where are my manners? I'm Darkeye, nice to meet you." Darkeye gives a bow to Amun. He has his spear and some other weapons on him. Some rough leather from different animals as armament. The spear is completely black with many runes on them. Darkeye has a smile on his face and a little grime all over his body from working in the smithy. "Is it okay if I watch you while I eat some lunch here?"
each for one sin
