#silverarmed

[goldcrowned-a]

        ‘   have  you  not  treated  your  wounds  ?   ‘    though  MINOR,  slits  lay  on  pale  flesh,    CRIMSON  seeping  out  slowly.     she  examined  the  cuts  for  a  moment,     knowing  that  they  were  insignificant  to  him.     a  warrior  to  his  people,    TRAINING  when  he  was  not  in  battle.      he’d  find  no  rest,    it  would  seem.     /     @silverarmed​

[goldcrowned-a]

           ‘   perhaps  lay  your  blades  to  rest...  ‘  voice  was  gentle,  a  soft  bow  of  her  head  was  made  as  she  had  her  presence  known.  hands  were  hidden,  resting  within  her  sleeves,  set  gracefully  before  her;  dress  was  symbolic  of  status,  DECORATED  with  the  finest.  ‘    have  you  not  trained  enough  on  this  day,  brother  ?    ‘   accent  was  rich,  native  tongue  lacing  each  of  her  words  as  they  left  coloured  lips. 

@silverarmed  //  starter.