[ They'd spoken- argued- and she requested a write up. He'd given it. Of course after what he'd done he cannot possibly expect her to trust such an assessment of his skills blindly.
The hour is early and she herself is dressed simply, staff tucked against her shoulder, hair bound back, eyes cold and hard as she raps upon the support post for his tent. ]
Bruce.
[ There will be an explanation when he pokes his head out. ]
WILDCARD: Being a Mage 101 or Spells for the Spell god
The hour is early and she herself is dressed simply, staff tucked against her shoulder, hair bound back, eyes cold and hard as she raps upon the support post for his tent. ]
Bruce.
[ There will be an explanation when he pokes his head out. ]