by whirlawind » Thu Dec 03, 2015 2:05 am
Emillia
Emillia walked through the dungeon quietly on her own. She kept hati out, holding it over her right shoulder. The dungeon wasn't to active today, she assumed the guild that had been killing bosses had cleaned up the floor previous to her arrival. Monsters would respawn, but they always did so in smaller clusters then previously. She heard some movement to her left and spotted a small group, Emillia shrugged Hati off her shoulder and into both hands. Four, two in the front to behind, close range diagonal slash, that'll kill the first two. she worked out her movements as she ran forward, she swung her axe in a diagonal slash once she was close enough to kill the two in the front, she landed down in a crouched position with her right hand holding Hati, and her left on the ground to balance herself. The second two will charge directly afterwards, do a low slash, and follow it up with a standing stab. she decided her next move as they moved to attack her. She gripped the weapons pole and slashed in a wide arc around their feet, knocking them down, and got up rapidly slamming her axes blade into ones chest, the other was getting to its feet when she swung at it before it could recover. The monsters shattered and she sighed resting hati on her shoulders "Not bad." She murmured about her handiwork.
"-αη∂ ѕєє ησ ℓσηgєя вℓιη∂є∂ ву συя єуєѕ."
~яυρєят вяσσкє
I think people are a lot like kintsugi pieces, broken and repaired in a way that is unique to them and beautiful. We should always remember to recognize the broken pieces of others and to be empathetic. Don’t forget to celebrate your own chips, cracks, and broken pieces and repair them with gold.