Laesara stepped into the training arena, scrutinizing her foe. Xenosa Yran, noblewoman, married to Sythen Yran. An array of facts and important political details raced through Laesara's mind, a mere check on who this scarred and no-nonsense Orderite woman was.
She undid the binding on her boomerang, letting Jiae free from her encasement to the weapon's great delight. It had been a while since they had hunted, and the bone boomerang wanted some action. Aestival trotted in behind her, sitting down, as wary as a bulldog. He wanted to fight too.
“I appreciate you agreeing to this practice bout on such short notice.” Laesara said, “I don't believe we've met socially before.” They hadn't. The sorts of parties that one of Laesara's level of nobility (and age, and rank) were invited to were very different affairs from the sort that Xenosa was invited... or not invited... to. Certainly, there was less of a chance of murder.
But, of course, not even Laesara knew that.
She bowed to the pink-feathered Orderite. “But of course, a practice bout is a far more interesting introduction.” she said, smiling.
tasinei
Initiative: 37
I should have rolled for defense but i will
razz PP
Do you mind if i bring keke in too? To witness it?
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