The strange sensation had passed, for the moment at least. The memory of it was still very much there, so interacting with the girl felt… strange. That wasn't important though. He'll put away those feelings for now and analyse his thoughts in private.
Cutting the talk with Jeffrey short...
That didn't seem right. Why would she of all people show any empathy to him? He and that witch were anything but friends.
Walter blinks. Witch? That was a strange way to describe the girl and sure they may not have been friends but the two of them didn't have any history either. What was going...
It takes him only a moment to notice their presence. It's not hard, the two young ladies with the brightly dyed hair were hard to ignore. Walter would not judge but if one were to ask him he would admit he found the colours a bit strange. Though he was in no position to talk about exotic hair...
While one young girl worried over her friends and what they thought, a certain young albino seemed to approach life with the complete opposite viewpoint.
"If you have no intention of giving it your best then you have no place here. Simple talent is hardly enough, the drama club expects...
"You may call them what you wish. Though the term would be inaccurate. The only equine to ever be awarded knighthood in this nation was Ser Incitatus"
Walter takes a sip, his expression barely shifts. They were being dead serious.
"Not too common though. The king during that time period was…...
Rosa? Walter wasn't exactly comfortable calling someone by their first name so easily. He was a naturally formal person. Part of it was actually out of their subpar communication skills. They preferred formality because all the rules of conversation and etiquette were very precisely written...
"I would ask you to speak a bit softer, Vatorys. I use this tavern because I trust the owner to be discreet. If my identity were to be known it would cause a fuss, one I would much rather do without. As such, if you must address me do so as Wally. Tis the pseudonym I go by for occasions such as...
The point was to hammer in the importance of not tiring yourself out too quickly. So his battle plan should incorporate that. Despite having his blade at the ready Walter does anything but attack. He dodges, he parries when possible but he doesn't counter attack, not at the moment.
The girl...
What in the world had Leonardo found. It's all Walter can do to not show his surprise. Her sword had bloody well battered the wooden mannequin to pieces. Forgot the human body, this "girl" looked like she could tear through literal armor. He'd never expected to meet two ridiculously powerful...
They reminded him of a puppy. A small little bundle of nervous energy that had no idea what it was in for. By the gods, this was going to end in disaster; he just knew it. Walter didn't particularly want to dash a young girl's dreams, again, but he had a feeling it was inevitable.
"At ease...
Walter was going to murder someone. A rather specific. A certain captain of the garden. He was going to murder a specific captain of the guard who went by the name Leonardo. A pleasant surprise… this was anything but that. Their last conversation comes to mind, the cause of all this.
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Name: Walter Loch
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Profile: A Knight like no other, a legendary figure who did what was deemed impossible. He who slayed the tyrannical dragon that had reigned upon the land for as long as anyone could remember.
How did they do such a thing? How did they accomplish...