Aug 31, 2018
@canary-knight
Karla pulled her jacket collar close to her face from the biting cold as she walked home from the school. She found it easier to concentrate on grading homework while there as apposed to her small home where sleep came too easily.
Passing the gate to the city Karla noticed a woman in armor entering. “You’re not one of our knights, or one of Rashugal’s. Where are you from? You must be freezing dressed like that.”