- Invitation Status
- Posting Speed
- 1-3 posts per week
- Writing Levels
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Advanced
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Primarily Prefer Male
- Genres
- Fantasy, Sci fi, anything in which the world itelf is extremely interesting.
As they walked outside, Lyall's eyes shut tight at the sun, but he was back to normal quickly as they entered the class.
Lyall found a seat. He once more opened his backpack, and it could be clearly seen that it had very little actual supplies in it, and was rather filled with various strange objects and souvenirs, probably from his home. He then removed a weapon from his pack,
Lyall smiled as he held it, and his hand ran over the engraving on the side of the blade.
Scratches on the hilt and dents on the blade suggested that it had seen much use.
Lyall turned towards Kimberly and said, "Could you direct me to a training dummy?"
He paused for a moment... "Oh, and when you are where the dummies are, could you stand to it's side and tap it's head with the tip of my cane?"
Lyall found a seat. He once more opened his backpack, and it could be clearly seen that it had very little actual supplies in it, and was rather filled with various strange objects and souvenirs, probably from his home. He then removed a weapon from his pack,
Lyall smiled as he held it, and his hand ran over the engraving on the side of the blade.
Scratches on the hilt and dents on the blade suggested that it had seen much use.
Lyall turned towards Kimberly and said, "Could you direct me to a training dummy?"
He paused for a moment... "Oh, and when you are where the dummies are, could you stand to it's side and tap it's head with the tip of my cane?"