Jul 26, 2018
@ofdraqcns.
“it isn’t that i’m questioning your methods, rowan, respectfully---”a look of disdain is directed to the sword hanging weakly in her hands, dragging on the ground. vesper knows that she is going to have to learn how to fight. the dread is coming, regardless of whether she’s ready or not. “---can’t you just teach me some defensive spells? surely that would be just as effective as a sword?” becoming a rider had been the greatest thing to happen to her, and she respected her master beyond words--- but the thought of piercing someone’s flesh and pushing... she shudders before she could even finish her thought.