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Post by Arrow on Apr 29, 2018 19:06:04 GMT
Arrow stood in the training area in Polis, staff in hand, his shirt long gone, discareded due to the long hours of training he was upholding. He was a watcher at the moment. Politics had a habit of changing, especially when many differen cultures came together under one umbrella. Some more willing than others. It was easy to see that Azgeda was going in a different direction than the other clans, ready to even go into war. He could see it, he just was not sure if others saw the sublte signs of things going that direction. There was force in the way Polis tried to act. Join. Or be joined against your will. Join or be an enemy. And while on paper joinging was on the table, it was clear to Arrow how things would go.
He could see it in who remained in Polis. Azgeda who were no warriors were slowly leaving the city. Merchant after merchant left to resupply, they said, or due to familial requirements, they said. But he knew what this was. They brought their people back, to what looked like safety. Only warriors remained. Warriors and spies. They looked like normal citizens, but he knew better. And so he trained for a coming war, that only few could see.
When he heard the steps behind him, he spun his staff and finally himself then stopped, just before his cousins neck. "You walk as audibly as Pauna, Costia." He said nonchalantly. As he leaned onto his staff, watching her graceful movements. "You look as troubled as I feel. Trouble in paradise?"
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Jun 22, 2020 23:07:59 GMT
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Post by Costia on Aug 28, 2018 18:10:18 GMT
Costia walked towards the training area, spear in hand, it felt comfortable and at home in her grasp, like an extension of her own arm. She hadn't been keeping up with her training, not as much as she should have been and she realised that it was about time she changed that, especially with the rising tensions in Polis. People liked to pretend that it wasn't there, but it was obvious to those that knew what to look for. Costia was not yet sure if anything would come of it, but being prepared for anything was a requirement of a good warrior. As she made her way out into the training area, she immediately spotted someone that she recognised, someone that she wasn't at all surprised to see. Her cousin. She stopped, watching him as he trained with a staff, she knew of his reputation as a warrior and the way that he moved with a weapon, it was immediately apparent that he was a seasoned warrior.
After taking a moment to watch him, Costia started forward, approaching her kin confidently as she should. However as she grew near, he spun around and she froze as his staff stopped mere inches from her neck. It took her a second but the moment she recovered from her surprise, she irritably glared at him "very funny" she said, rolling her eyes at him and his blatant attempt to catch her off guard. "What would I have to be troubled about?" she asked, her brow furrowing "is life not good here? Do you see any trouble?" The clans had been quiet for a while now, it was no secret that some were whispering of the possibility of war, but there was no war yet and what would be the point of worrying about something that had not yet come to be.
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