"My sword has been passed from mother to daughter for generations, long into the past where memory moves through lore into myth. It holds within it the memory of battles waged by all the hands who have born it. It was carved from the horn of an ancient narwalrus." Dee moves to draw the sword and...
Dee felt as if the air she was breathing had gotten lighter... this inturn put new strength into her body, nodding to the knight with her chin -in the language of man- she acknowledged his request and focused her eyes on her new charge.
"Miss, are you comfortable standing, or do you require my...
the aura of rot rolls outward crinkling the Princess' nose... when this was over at least she would have a companion with whom she could compare experiences of possession.
I'm going to miss you buddy. You left sooner than anyone would have expected, but you'll have the place sorted and the welcome mat ready for the rest of us I'm sure.
rip, I'll keep a light on for yeah.
I love that the forearms as generators is just a thing that happens now... great idea can't remember if maketoys did it first or if it was the add on kit for Hercules
Matching Savage's charge Dee runs at him also with her arms out, waiting until the majority of the distance between them has closed before Destron's rune magic activates and her sword appears again in her hand. She lands a few slashes as she ducks his arms with a dashing slide
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