[the hand wouldn't be shied away from at this stage, because Emery's instincts are right: he'd only speak candidly about his dear friends to someone he trusts to respect that. even so, he's not paying attention enough to recognize any effort to reach, so he walks on, watching the tree line ahead.
what were they like? it's already been a couple years, hasn't it.]
...Rodimus was a battlemaster. He taught me how to wield a sword and other implements, though he favored axes. He was very even-tempered, but never too soft, since he expected me to work hard enough to survive the things I was putting myself through.
[of the two, Rodimus was most certainly the more fatherly in stature and demeanor...and in how Zelgadis remembers him.]
Zolf was a sorcerer. I practiced my spellcraft under his tutelage. He was... [he makes a face.] Wound up a bit too tight. [IN BANDAGES. LINA.] Hot-headed and defensive. Passionate, I guess.
[like an overeager brother, always in his court, ready to throw hands for him.]
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on 2024-07-25 11:21 pm (UTC)what were they like? it's already been a couple years, hasn't it.]
...Rodimus was a battlemaster. He taught me how to wield a sword and other implements, though he favored axes. He was very even-tempered, but never too soft, since he expected me to work hard enough to survive the things I was putting myself through.
[of the two, Rodimus was most certainly the more fatherly in stature and demeanor...and in how Zelgadis remembers him.]
Zolf was a sorcerer. I practiced my spellcraft under his tutelage. He was... [he makes a face.] Wound up a bit too tight. [IN BANDAGES. LINA.] Hot-headed and defensive. Passionate, I guess.
[like an overeager brother, always in his court, ready to throw hands for him.]