80 75 A sound like steel hail rattled against the cobbles of the ceiling above Val's head, and he rushed for the stairs, blade already in hand....
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Out of the corner of his eye, Val noticed a figure approaching, initially watching the scene play out. As the stranger approached, Valther fought...
Valther snorted when Manta made another jab at him, allowing her to keep beating down on him; he did sort of deserve it. "Heh, well I guess I...
Manta almost pestered me to join along with her and Lai. Funny enough I got my character up and started roleplaying before either of them XD...
Valther held the Tusk parallel to the earth in front of him, breathing out sharply as he placed two fingers against the blade, just above the...
Valther stared at the water, shimmering serenely as boats entered and exited the marine in the evening light, hauling in their latest catches, and...
Valther tilted his head curiously as Manta stared him down, glaring at him as if he'd just slapped her. Had he said something wrong? Maybe my...
Val's blade shook and buzzed from the impact once more, and he gripped the hilt with both hands to still the sword's vigorous wavering. He kept...
Val massaged his temples gently to ease the sound of the girl's shrieking from his head, the screech grating against each individual cell of his...
Valther watched as the psychotic chihuahua struck down a few of the men himself in a dance of knives and flames. Knowing he wouldn't be able to...
Valther whistled casually as he strode along, the blue rose in his tunic almost swaying to the tune and beat of each step. He had to refrain from...
Val felt his blade jerk away from Alia's as she parried with the spine of her katana, metal clanging against metal, sending a jarring vibration...
Valther folded his arms, careful to keep his sword down and not gut himself and make a mess. "Still, I'm only just learning to fight, you could be...
Valther cupped his hands in the stream, the cool wisps and bubbles of water rushing across his wrists and into his palms, and he lifted them out,...
"Mico," Valther gasped under his breath, pointing his palm out towards the coffee-colored dirt, and a golf ball-sized fireball launched from his...
Valther's eyes carefully watched Alia's grip on her sword; trained, firm, confident. A poor reflection of Val's stance; the tip of his blade...
Valther nodded and gently sunk the tip of his blade into the earth, before reaching down to undo the knot of his sheath. He fumbled with it and...
"Neil!" Neil quickly skidded into his mothers room, where she lay with her steaming morning coffee, her eyes glaring at her tablet's screen as if...
Valther shrugged, careful not to throw the hog off of his shoulder. "I'm more of a practical guy anyway, I'd rather see than listen, and do than...
