Darkeye
Nine strikes
Darkeye smiled at that comment. "I'm sorry, that is an old habit. How old are you then, if it is allowed to ask? And the first thing that I was told when I came here was that you need to learn to survive. That is not always fighting. And that strike was not that bad in my eyes. A wild boar would be dead from that strike."
Darkeye looked at Amun's spear inquisitively. "Is this magic or something else? I never saw something like this. It's interesting."
Darkeye sat on the wall that was around the training ground. "No, not usually. Normally, after I am finished with my work, I try to train a little. But first eating, then training. With an empty stomach, I get very grumpy. And this happened once... Wessex was not happy about it. She and I had a good talk, then a bad talk, and then an okay talk, if you understand." While eating, he was watching Amun train.
Darkeye looked at Amun's spear inquisitively. "Is this magic or something else? I never saw something like this. It's interesting."
Darkeye sat on the wall that was around the training ground. "No, not usually. Normally, after I am finished with my work, I try to train a little. But first eating, then training. With an empty stomach, I get very grumpy. And this happened once... Wessex was not happy about it. She and I had a good talk, then a bad talk, and then an okay talk, if you understand." While eating, he was watching Amun train.
each for one sin
