by Troian on January 13th, 2013, 12:29 am
Troian was the figure. She stood in front of the temple, it was only her. She was the only one that wasn't in the temple. Of course she wanted attention from the gods. But not right now, she looked around. Her cloak draped on shoulders. Her Tavan, Dasani popped or the bag once or twice but that was all. Troian noticed a ship ahead of her in the direction of the sea. It was a girl, holding her side? Or was she holding a weapon? But why? Was she trying to hurt someone? A million questions ran through Troian's head.
Should she go warn the others? Troian was still. She didn't do anything but stare."Come on coward move..." She thought to herself. But she couldn't. She couldn't move at all. But she prayed over and over to Laviku to send the girl away if she was a threat. She couldn't use a weapon. She didn't know how to use it. But if there's one thing she learned from the Konti it was unharmed combat. She stiffened. She inhaled and exhaled. If this person wanted a fight, they would receive it. She put her bag on the floor and cracked her fingers. She took off her cape and placed it neatly on the ground. It would get in the way.
She was really gonna do it. That's if the person isn't a Svefra and wanted no harm but to come to the temple and get attention from the god like everyone else. That's what she hoped. She didn't want to fight anyone against her will. She watched the ship. And repeatedly prayed. Inhaled... Exhale. She had to relax. So she sat down and patiently waited...