Aftermath of the Ball

[shoukanjutsu]

[private, hackable to friends]
Cless Alvein.  Mint Adnade.  Arche Klaine.

And with these names, faces and a memory.  A young man, blonde, dressed in gleaming white armor and a red cloak.  He is kneeling, smiling encouragingly to the girl lying at his feet, the two of them before a massive tree, so large that its branches seem to fill up the entire

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[biggestgun]

A-are you all right?

[shoukanjutsu]

I'm fine now . . . Thank you.

[biggestgun]

That sounded like a rather painful roll, though...

[shoukanjutsu]

It, umm. Was. But I've taken so many bumps and bruises now that it's simply a matter of crawling to the healer's and I'm good as new, haha. Ha.