@ancientbound reverse starter call cause heck yeeeeah
Every Elvhen’s blood-writing was as worthy of admiration as the Evanuris which it honored. Devoting one’s entire body to the art demanded respect from any cultured Elvhen, including she who kept the hearth. The other’s body was a masterpiece of muscle and magic; beauty and mastery flaunted for all to know what this one has accomplished.
Sylaise gives her the slightest bow; to all who know her, this is the grandest of affirmations. Dark eyes glean with approval as she addresses the blade-wielder.
“A refreshing take on the Craftmaster’s imagery, to make use of so much skin. It tells me how you give of your entire vessel to what you do, of the resources you can summon under pressure,” she nods and exhales, eyes passing over the full body vallaslin like taking in an exquisite fresco & not at all like respecting an equal. “Commendations may be passed along, should your blood-writer be standing to hear them.”