Arrow Lake my darling angel is not inside

@Takiyok had soundly put thorn in his place, and rather than nurse his wounded ego, the brute sought ways in which to perfect his form -- so that someday, he would be far more difficult to best.

he did not take it personally he was bested (even by a woman) - instead, he was proud to stand among such capable compatriots -- it meant diaspora's claim was strong, and its tenants a precocious, fierce race. of that, the eyjolfur was immensely proud, much in the way a man might step back from years of collaborative work and feel an enormous sense of pride fill his heart to have taken part in its assembly.

carrying the untouched form of a dispatched quail, thorn sought out the centurion. he wished to apprentice under her if her patience would allow, and perhaps learn from her sharp counsel the skill to defend and conquer.