SheepKing
She/They 🐑
Cosmo stood there scratching her chin as she tried to imagine what sort of category of fighting she’d best fit into. None seemed to be all that truly appealing to the type of person she was. Cosmo mumbled below her breath, “I’m too clumsy to be a melee fighter…I’d just trip over my own two feet” Not to mention, the last session was clear cut proof she wasn’t naturally good at that sort of thing. But then what about energy? No, that couldn’t work, she didn’t have any sort of ability that’d allow for her to utilize energy in any manner that Shadow had described. “I guess I’m also not a support type then either…” What did that leave then? If Cosmo wasn’t any of those those types then she wouldn’t be some mix of them like Shadow either. Nothing seemed to be a good fit! Stumped, Cosmo gave a reluctant shrug, self conscious over being unable to answer even the simplest of questions.