06-30-2016, 03:34 PM
Martin didn't find the Armory empty. Another small wisp of a girl was checking through her gear. He cleared his throat to announce his presence. "Looking for something in particular?"
He didn't recognize her, but he hardly had time to keep track of all the new faces around these parts since the Regus' convocation. New faces. New talents. He wondered what drove this particular one to the Atharim. So many born into servitude. Others chosen by the monsters themselves. And the few brought in for exemplary skill sets. He wondered which she fell into.
But he hoped he could help her and send her packing on her way so he could hunt in solitude and think. People around in the armory always set Matin's nerves on edge.
He didn't recognize her, but he hardly had time to keep track of all the new faces around these parts since the Regus' convocation. New faces. New talents. He wondered what drove this particular one to the Atharim. So many born into servitude. Others chosen by the monsters themselves. And the few brought in for exemplary skill sets. He wondered which she fell into.
But he hoped he could help her and send her packing on her way so he could hunt in solitude and think. People around in the armory always set Matin's nerves on edge.