2012-08-30, 04:33 PM (ISO 8601)
Re: The Twisted Dungeon of Chaos [IC2]
Armun turned around to look at the priestess, studying her form. She was strong for a human, he could tell, but she was thin and small, and looked more likely to dart in and out of a fight than to stand her ground. He responded anyway,
"No, but it's near there. I grew up at a small oasis in the desert. The mountains were always visible in the distance, day and night, no matter how far we would roam. Most tribesmen chose to have the elders paint scenes of battles on their shells when they came of age, or meaningless patterns. I took up the mountains, because I stand as one of them in battle. And I haven't lost yet."