08-28-2009, 04:59 AM
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She did not know much of blades other than her own. Ember was used to the feel and weight of her own sword Lightning, named so after the character from a book that she had really enjoyed. Alanna, the lioness. Her Lightning was an old medieval blade that had been kept up because she assumed that it had belonged to someone important. They had kept it there in the castle, beneath glass, before the elements had cracked the glass.
"Nice to see you too. How are things in the Valley?" She inquired. She was not riding Bayard today, the male seeming content back in the stable. "Everyone doing alright?" She had heard that Davinci had left...she should have known that her older brother would take off again eventually. He always did.
She did not know much of blades other than her own. Ember was used to the feel and weight of her own sword Lightning, named so after the character from a book that she had really enjoyed. Alanna, the lioness. Her Lightning was an old medieval blade that had been kept up because she assumed that it had belonged to someone important. They had kept it there in the castle, beneath glass, before the elements had cracked the glass.
"Nice to see you too. How are things in the Valley?" She inquired. She was not riding Bayard today, the male seeming content back in the stable. "Everyone doing alright?" She had heard that Davinci had left...she should have known that her older brother would take off again eventually. He always did.