Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191124214112/@comment-5543592-20191126155548

Nyasia as the bow, practicing her katas. Step, slash, stab, hook over, slash, pivot, repeat. Her sword turning her hands as she spun through the movements.

Baldr was not far off, watching, a look of concentration on his face, hand gripping his chin. He would call out the occassional suggestion or correction, something about footwork or head movement.

Scaldor was leaning over the side of the ship, flicking ash into the sea.