by amarok. » Thu Jun 09, 2016 5:12 am
Faria yelped as one of the last remaining guards - with the majority either with the King or running away, and a smaller amount lying around her feet - swung his sword for her shoulder, and barely ducked in time. The blade scoured her back.
Unsheathing her own, she sliced through his hip and twisted the blade out, then backed up and kicked him into a couple of his comrades.
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back after a long/involuntary hiatus! bear with me while i get my bearings again.
my pronouns are she/they.
i left a lot of stuff here unfinished and can't remember most of what i was up to.
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is still swamped and i'm a little too intimidated to go wading through it
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