Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-29461586-20150318011410/@comment-5583506-20150318224929

(Sure!)

It didn't become anything advanced as Perdix would have wanted. Instead there was only Valkyrie, Ma'Khenro and Torsdolk, the latter arriving with a chalice of wine to hide the taste of the blood.

The Khajiit held up his hand, holding a sharp dagger in the other. "Perdix, would you accept to become this one's prodigy? To only use your ferocity in order to protect those too weak to defend themselves? To savour the blood of your enemies, should they give you the cause to do so?"