Neverwinter Forest Your guard

Would you like to do rolls??

In due time the fiery wolf was greeted by a woman with a rather impressive height. A lean figure, slimmer than the bulk of Simmik but earily taller. A seemingly endless, thick black coat which was only given away by the patch of white on her chest. Her one and only marking from what he could tell at first inspection.

Hello, Lenny? He had called for her of course but just wanted to confirm. There was another girl around here who looked quite similar he had seen around and again. Mal said you already knew a thing or two when it came to fighting but thought you might be interested in some brush ups? A practice spat never hurt. After all, practice makes perfect. I'm Aiolos. He flashes her a smile, his own red-haired tail waving as his amber eyes danced over hers opposite of her, the moon to his sun.