Satine Capashen
Jan 8th, 2002, 10:21:08 PM
Satine Capashen strolls into his courtyard, a branching out of the Temple Avalon's training rooms, except this one was located fairly far in dangerous terrain, swirling up the ever present mists. Whoever managed to get here would already be slightly tired, at least. To the Knight it was merely a relaxing stroll, but, then again, he was used to it.
Hearing footsteps Satine smiles, and lifts his head, his silver hair glinting in the light.
He looks at the Padawan and asks, "So, would you like to go hand to hand, or weapon sparring?"
Hearing footsteps Satine smiles, and lifts his head, his silver hair glinting in the light.
He looks at the Padawan and asks, "So, would you like to go hand to hand, or weapon sparring?"