Ireth
Mythic Scribe
Cadell
When Baldhart enters the amphitheater, I follow her in silence, my gauntlet clamped around the handgrip of my bow. Liadan follows close behind, her breath tickling the back of my neck. I glare down at the drow woman with death on my mind, and ready an arrow to aim at her heart.
When Baldhart enters the amphitheater, I follow her in silence, my gauntlet clamped around the handgrip of my bow. Liadan follows close behind, her breath tickling the back of my neck. I glare down at the drow woman with death on my mind, and ready an arrow to aim at her heart.
Valar Lord
Scribal Lord
Grandmaster