Dragoncrest Cliffs i make boys cry

With seemingly no rhyme or reason for her motives—she teaches through action than words—she treats the girl as anyone that attacks her. She growls, threatening her lunge but the fiery child flings herself at her side. Through trial and error will true teachings stay in mind and she hopes she’ll find all the practical and logical gaps between moves. Thuringwethil reacts quickly, but not quickly enough. Where she may have one been able to evade, she feels the sharp pang of battle virgin teeth. Whether or not the girl breaks skin is left for later as she reacts, throwing her head back and latching on to any part of her student she can and fling her back once more.