Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20160619230249/@comment-29458028-20160626150124

Elynius again pressed one hand behind the other, stretching them out, as he again called up his hexagonal shield. His strongest defence, and probably one of his most costly skills to cast. He didn't care about his own wounds, or magicka levels, as he focused hard to block every attack.

Seren focused hard, as her hand whitened greatly from the force she was applying to the hilt of her sword, before her eyes widened again, and she started running forward at the opponents...

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"Well, you probably recognize my Grandmother. The Empress. I don't know who painted her, really. As for one of the paintings, probably the most striking one, is that of my father and mother below a blooming tree, painted by a master hand. He didn't leave a name, but his ability is beyond any master I have seen of this world" noted Hayden.

"There are paintings of General Arc, as he is a relative of the Royal Family though his wife Lady Celestine Fontaine. No doubt commissioned from someone expensive, knowing Celestine. As for their exact history, many of them fought many hard battles."

Hayden sighed, and said "my father learned his sword singing from his father in law, my grandfather, on my mother's side. I learned mine from him, I guess, except I'm not a prodigy like him. Arc was apparently a war orphan, his mother killed by a villainous woman who tricked my parents, and many others. But, do you have a question about a specific person? To tell all is too tedious and long."