ame kemono ○ 21 ○ healer ○ female ○ tagged: risyn, geralt
- "Does that really matter at this point?" Her eyes stared at her patient of sorts coldly. Actuhar seemed to perk up when she mentioned blades, although it was out of envy rather than interest. She looked down at the hilt, mumbling, "you'd end up complaning even if one of their blades ended up being your equal." Her voice was a whisper as she said this, directed down at the blade as it released a frustrated energy. He wasn't talking quite yet.
She stepped away, eyeing a few weapons racked near the training field. Her hand closed around a quarterstaff, lifting it to test its weight. After a moment she deemed it a worthy weapon for training purposes and turned around to face the other two. Pointing one end at the man. "If I shouldn't be part of this then you should give me a reason why." She already knew this was a challenge, two of her defensive abilities had been set up only moments before. The one thing she truly had to worry about was the fire.
To compensate for this she lifted a bit of her cloak, holding it in her mouth as her finger traced a pattern onto her left forearm. Her mouth released the fabric, allowing it to return to it's back hanging by her side. With that she charged at him, digging the end of the staff into the ground in an effort to gain some sort of height advantage. She was forced to use psionics to obtain the height necessary. She then swung the staff at him, a clumsy line becoming smooth as circular runes appeared around the staff.















