Whitefish River you get a sword but you won’t like where
wearing my dream like a diadem in some better land.
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quick spree if anyone’s up for it?
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Warrior she might never be, but even a herbalist knows to improve what she could; to never get truly comfortable. Anything and all was bound to happen, and so she’d turned her wanderlust aside in favor for hungering for a skirmish — preferably, an insightful one.

It’d been far too many moons since she’d had some manner of lesson; all of the scraps that she’d shamefully initiated and won had only come of pure luck. Pure and exquisitely sheer dumb luck. There was no finesse to her maneuvers, and there was nobody who’d been able to evaluate all that she’d gained in the violent art. Airgetlám fought by pure rage and desperate instinct, rather than halfwise by her mind, and it came at the touch of much chagrin.

Those frustrations had her striding about the pebbled ring, limbs tensed, head low. Waiting and wondering if anyone would even come.