[ Something about training indoors, with walls on all sides and a ceiling blocking the sky, feels very wrong to Kettara. Unnatural on top of everything else about this place. But she shows up regardless, lantern hanging from her belt and a defiant expression on her face. She will survive this place, and she will do right by her teacher in death the way she could not in life.
And that means she cannot hide away in the woods, angry and isolated. She must engage if she means to be a part of this community.
However, it's taken Kettara an effort to step foot inside, and she's lingered by the door, shifting from foot to foot uneasily. Most everyone she's met here has been human.
She steadies herself and stands up taller. ]
How many usually come here?
[ She will engage if it kills her. ]
Mats
[ This time, Kettara has stepped away from the door. She no longer has her back to the wall and stands up perfectly straight because of it, showing off her tusks to anyone who looks at her longer than a second. Tension is evident in the way she holds herself, but she doesn't flee.
She clears her throat, and puts her hands on her axes. The blades are not dull. ]
Kettara Bloodthirst | ota
[ Something about training indoors, with walls on all sides and a ceiling blocking the sky, feels very wrong to Kettara. Unnatural on top of everything else about this place. But she shows up regardless, lantern hanging from her belt and a defiant expression on her face. She will survive this place, and she will do right by her teacher in death the way she could not in life.
And that means she cannot hide away in the woods, angry and isolated. She must engage if she means to be a part of this community.
However, it's taken Kettara an effort to step foot inside, and she's lingered by the door, shifting from foot to foot uneasily. Most everyone she's met here has been human.
She steadies herself and stands up taller. ]
How many usually come here?
[ She will engage if it kills her. ]
Mats
[ This time, Kettara has stepped away from the door. She no longer has her back to the wall and stands up perfectly straight because of it, showing off her tusks to anyone who looks at her longer than a second. Tension is evident in the way she holds herself, but she doesn't flee.
She clears her throat, and puts her hands on her axes. The blades are not dull. ]
I would like to spar. Who will spar with me?
Wildcard
[ Hit me! ]