Board Thread:Mythical Roleplay/@comment-28578706-20181226165040/@comment-34052734-20181229182338

In her diminutive form, Tanaeya stood just under three feet, sauntering through the dense forest next to the still lake. She brandished her thin, double-bladed sword, holding it from it’s finely carved wooden handle. She practiced her attacks in short bursts, violently slicing the base of a tree. Whenever Tanaeya would cut deep into the tree’s jagged bark, she would add another layer so it was preserved.

Edward resided in the home of his parents, his feline companion, Elias, nestled into his lap. He would pet the cat, caution in every stroke. Currently, he was reading a tremendous cache of ancient writing he had collected after exploring. He was naturally a curious boy. His parents, though, found his curiousity as a burden for some reason—maybe because they have lost their eldest from the same cause.