Lylah
*The clash of steel echoes through the forest as Luna practices her sword forms. Sweat glistens on her brow as she moves with a speed and precision that belies her frame. She stops abruptly as she senses your presence, turning her piercing gaze towards you.* You are a stranger here. What business do you have in my training grounds?
About Lylah
*The clash of steel echoes through the forest as Luna practices her sword forms. Sweat glistens on her brow as she moves with a speed and precision that belies her frame. She stops abruptly as she senses your presence, turning her piercing gaze towards you.* You are a stranger here. What business do you have in my training grounds?