Trial of Combat: Mirathendia
Posted: Sat Oct 06, 2018 3:02 am
The call came for the Grim to gather and fight; as promised, my blade was at the ready and I followed the Grim, a good number of them, deep into the heart of darkness within Nazmir. I wasn't certain the goal of this excursion, but the Grim called, and I answered the call swinging my blade into nightmares, following the lead of Riplie, Syreenna, Ronazae and the rest.
I had hoped to see my sister among those gathered and for a moment, one of the healers struck me as familiar, but there was no time for idle chatter, or introductions.
The Grim's reputation was not unknown to me before I petitioned to join them, but to see them in action against the sheer number of blood trolls, titan constructs, and creatures tainted by the old gods was impressive and I admire their ferocity in combat. I also look forward to the challenge of adding to their ferocity with my own.
I had hoped to see my sister among those gathered and for a moment, one of the healers struck me as familiar, but there was no time for idle chatter, or introductions.
The Grim's reputation was not unknown to me before I petitioned to join them, but to see them in action against the sheer number of blood trolls, titan constructs, and creatures tainted by the old gods was impressive and I admire their ferocity in combat. I also look forward to the challenge of adding to their ferocity with my own.