31st of Spring, 514 AV
Athaera tossed A few Mizas on the table of the Rearing Stallion as she left, brushing her hair out of her eyes. Stepping out of the door, the vantha was glad she'd quenched her morning hunger. She didn't have much to do that day, and decided to just spend her time in leisure. A small thought gnawed at the back of her mind. Sword... Right. She'd wanted to learn how to use a sword. The vantha had heard something about a fighter's pit. Anth-- Anthonius? Either way, she could try to find it. She had the whole day to learn. Brushing her hair out of her eyes, the Vantha set out, winding through streets and backtracking. It probably didn't help that she had no idea what it looked like.
But she continued on. Not being the type to ask for directions, Athaera kept walking, clueless. Finally, she leaned against a wall, taking a deep breath. You had to have passed by it at some point. She decided to backtrack, retracing her footsteps through the city. This was going to be a long day...
Athaera tossed A few Mizas on the table of the Rearing Stallion as she left, brushing her hair out of her eyes. Stepping out of the door, the vantha was glad she'd quenched her morning hunger. She didn't have much to do that day, and decided to just spend her time in leisure. A small thought gnawed at the back of her mind. Sword... Right. She'd wanted to learn how to use a sword. The vantha had heard something about a fighter's pit. Anth-- Anthonius? Either way, she could try to find it. She had the whole day to learn. Brushing her hair out of her eyes, the Vantha set out, winding through streets and backtracking. It probably didn't help that she had no idea what it looked like.
But she continued on. Not being the type to ask for directions, Athaera kept walking, clueless. Finally, she leaned against a wall, taking a deep breath. You had to have passed by it at some point. She decided to backtrack, retracing her footsteps through the city. This was going to be a long day...