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SKILL : WARLORD ( 2 / 5 )
Rolling 1d5: 5
His leg was released with far less effort than he expected. He had been careful not to kick so hard as to potentially vault her into the distant horizon if he struck her full force, but there was no relief to be found in Aurelia's willing relinquishment of his leg.
Shiloh shifted so he could face the Pillar as she spoke, his brows furrowed. Typically, she lacked the emotional intensity he was accustomed to from her black-pelted sister, but the grief of Genghis' passing was still fresh and she evoked his name. This was more than a silly spar to her, this was a proving ground for her - perhaps even for Dawnbreak, who she was the sole representative of this far into the tournament, discluding himself.
This clearly meant a lot to her, and he was foolishly making a mockery of it because he was trying to appease both sides - but that sometimes was not possible. Right now, he owed it to Aurelia not to disrespect the effort she had put into reaching this point; if any of his knights had done as he was doing, he'd have been disappointed in their lack of integrity. It hadn't been his intention, but that scarcely mattered.
He pressed a breath through his nostrils, a stream of vapor rising from his muzzle.
His back was to Tiberii, so he could not discern what was crossing her expression, and perhaps it was better that way. A hitched smile, though dimmed, spread across his lips and an edge of challenge rose within his eyes.
Tiberii was going to kill him.
Shiloh shifted so he could face the Pillar as she spoke, his brows furrowed. Typically, she lacked the emotional intensity he was accustomed to from her black-pelted sister, but the grief of Genghis' passing was still fresh and she evoked his name. This was more than a silly spar to her, this was a proving ground for her - perhaps even for Dawnbreak, who she was the sole representative of this far into the tournament, discluding himself.
This clearly meant a lot to her, and he was foolishly making a mockery of it because he was trying to appease both sides - but that sometimes was not possible. Right now, he owed it to Aurelia not to disrespect the effort she had put into reaching this point; if any of his knights had done as he was doing, he'd have been disappointed in their lack of integrity. It hadn't been his intention, but that scarcely mattered.
He pressed a breath through his nostrils, a stream of vapor rising from his muzzle.
You're right,he told her, his posture already settling into a more battle-ready form.
His back was to Tiberii, so he could not discern what was crossing her expression, and perhaps it was better that way. A hitched smile, though dimmed, spread across his lips and an edge of challenge rose within his eyes.
Ye better be quick on your feet, lass,Shiloh offered as the only warning as he barreled toward her, kicking off with his corded hind legs and aiming to tackle her with the side of his body.
Tiberii was going to kill him.
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