Life in the temple was rarely a quiet affair, even within the smaller mountain temple Avelina resided, and privacy a rarity among those not ascended within the ranks of the Fists. Despite her mother been granted such privileges, Avelina had not. Rarely granted time outside the temple, Ave resorted to dwelling within the stone walls after she had been dismissed by her master after the day’s training. Not that the young Monk ever had felt trapped within it, in fact every time she was forced to leave her Brothers and Sisters for an extended period of time, she protested.
Though thankfully there was no need for such today. No need to go visit her father, her half-siblings, or any of that nonsense who took her away from the temple. Just some rare spare time for her own.
However that did not mean she had the intention to let it go to waste, despite feeling sore and slightly exhausted of the day’s earlier training.
Making her way further through the temple in her training garbs, eventually the pale, red-haired Highlander made her way towards what she assumed to be an empty room. After all, she had not granted permission to leave for the mountains to meditate, so instead an abandon place within the temple had to make do.
As soon as she stepped into, what she assumed to be empty, room, she spotted a figure resting against the wall. At first disappointed and slightly annoyed at realising her planning got interrupted by her plan gone awry, soon turned into relief at the moment she realised who the person in question was.
Turning to face the Fist resting at the wall, she dipped her head and offered him a bright smile. “Brother Adun, I did not expect to find you here of all places.†she said, and added with a chuckle “I rarely see you so alone and unoccupied within these walls. I pray I am not interrupting anything?†She knew she wasn’t, but she was hardly going to miss out on trying to chat with the Fist she quietly admired from a distance.
Though thankfully there was no need for such today. No need to go visit her father, her half-siblings, or any of that nonsense who took her away from the temple. Just some rare spare time for her own.
However that did not mean she had the intention to let it go to waste, despite feeling sore and slightly exhausted of the day’s earlier training.
Making her way further through the temple in her training garbs, eventually the pale, red-haired Highlander made her way towards what she assumed to be an empty room. After all, she had not granted permission to leave for the mountains to meditate, so instead an abandon place within the temple had to make do.
As soon as she stepped into, what she assumed to be empty, room, she spotted a figure resting against the wall. At first disappointed and slightly annoyed at realising her planning got interrupted by her plan gone awry, soon turned into relief at the moment she realised who the person in question was.
Turning to face the Fist resting at the wall, she dipped her head and offered him a bright smile. “Brother Adun, I did not expect to find you here of all places.†she said, and added with a chuckle “I rarely see you so alone and unoccupied within these walls. I pray I am not interrupting anything?†She knew she wasn’t, but she was hardly going to miss out on trying to chat with the Fist she quietly admired from a distance.