Steel shook her head, arm flopping limply back in to her lap. Her shoulders sank as the aches of her training began to ease, muscle reforming over the tears of her cadence.
"No...well, nothin' ongoing, anyrate. I've training enough t'beat back yer standard street vermin or roamin' marauder or wild beast. But something..."
She looked at the palm of her hand, fingers curled in a shape that implied she had lost a crystal of some sort, or a globe. Some physical embodiment of power.
"Something's missin'. I feel there's power there, in these hands. But I need more. I need more t'be of some actual use beyond just a vagabond."
"No...well, nothin' ongoing, anyrate. I've training enough t'beat back yer standard street vermin or roamin' marauder or wild beast. But something..."
She looked at the palm of her hand, fingers curled in a shape that implied she had lost a crystal of some sort, or a globe. Some physical embodiment of power.
"Something's missin'. I feel there's power there, in these hands. But I need more. I need more t'be of some actual use beyond just a vagabond."
