Eithni Vala Stark
SWRP Writer
- Joined
- Jun 8, 2019
- Messages
- 344
- Reaction score
- 197
So far so good, no need for paddling around, they could continue. Eithni felt the nudged from her Skuld and looked up at the warrior with a questioning look. The young witch nodded, still with her bow in hand, ready for anything nasty. It was true, she most likely was the only one who has had experience with things that was similar to undead corpses, thanks to her nightsister culture. Last time, however a long time ago, her mother, the matriarch of clan Draoidh, had performed and shown that kind of power. Though she, herself, wasn't caple of raising the dead yet, she couldn't wait to get stronger and one day gain the rank of elder or maybe matriarch of her own clan one day.
Still, she enjoyed her time with Skuld, even in this creepy place. "I am not a child, I'm a Shadow Witch" repeated Eithni, adding the last part, as she followed behind Skuld, bow at the ready for anything lurking in the shadow. What the other two did, was not really a concern for her, as she didn't really know them. Well, the mean red-skinned Sith, she really couldn't care less about, but the other one, the male, was just because she didn't know him.
Still, she enjoyed her time with Skuld, even in this creepy place. "I am not a child, I'm a Shadow Witch" repeated Eithni, adding the last part, as she followed behind Skuld, bow at the ready for anything lurking in the shadow. What the other two did, was not really a concern for her, as she didn't really know them. Well, the mean red-skinned Sith, she really couldn't care less about, but the other one, the male, was just because she didn't know him.
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