From being an Abandoned who had rarely left the Hollowed Grounds, to embracing the call of adventure, to dying and being reborn first as an Ascended and then as an Ancient, Maea has gone through quite the amount of changes in her life. One thing remains common, though, in her attempts to find out just where she belongs; she’s always had a craving for knowledge which has brought her to so many places and to meet so many people here in Caido. We can’t wait to see what else is in store for her!
Congratulations, Maea!
Credits
Court of the Fallen was created in October of 2018 by Odd, Honey, and Crooked.
Skinning and hosting by the epically talented Kaons, and functionality fanciness by the coding magic of Neowulf. If you ever see either of them around, make sure to show them some love!
He snorted at the curt and to the point manner – the praise either evident or just a mere observation. For his size and mass, he shouldn’t have been that swift – it had been a fault and flaw in his mechanics ever since he started growing rapidly and steadily in youth. But he’d also trained and honed in those parameters, ensured in practicing worthwhile skills, to place those variables to the test. Movements that took less space, striding, and motions, to rapidly coincide with other gestures and feats of strength.
Concentrating now, he gave her nothing else as she broke away, watching and waiting to see what else the dragoon would unfurl. Deimos wasn’t surprised by her resetting; a skill most warriors needed to snag when things weren’t maneuvering in their favor. So as she set for his shins, he proceeded to the right, intentionally bringing himself out of her range, and intending to counteract by stretching his armament towards her spine with a quick swipe.
here I am again, bad news from a bad friend they call me an omen - only here to torment
He spins away once more, but Anju had not gone for a more dangerous lower swipe for no reason, and is expecting his return. In a half-lunge she brings her sword back up over her head, one palm supporting the flat of the blade to catch Deimos’ on it. This time she would be able to weather his strength better with her kneeling position providing greater security and strength of her own - and it allows her to sweep her leg out at his ankles to try and force him backwards or knock him down.
Grinning and breath coming harder, the Dragoon readjusts her hands and straightens to continue their assaults. She had clearly made the right choice by taking Talyson’s advice and visiting the Barracks. Perhaps she has found herself a long term sparring partner.
