Wings of Fire ~ The RP Part 2: Hope on the Horizon

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Recluse cleared his throat. Should he try to talk with her? Would she appreciate it?
"So, Myrtle, how did you start... fighting?"
She seemed interested enough in that category to become a teacher, so maybe she would enjoy talking about it.
 
(Sure)
Recluse cleared his throat. Should he try to talk with her? Would she appreciate it?
"So, Myrtle, how did you start... fighting?"
She seemed interested enough in that category to become a teacher, so maybe she would enjoy talking about it.
“It’s… kind of a long story.” She looked away, closing her eyes. How was she supposed to explain her past?
 
Recluse was ready to listen. "It's okay, we have a little while." he tried to say reassuringly.
“Six years ago, i became an herbalist. when my mother got sick, i made a cure. the queen's daughter lied to her and told her not to take it. when she died, i left the tribe. I lived in the savanna, and started making daggers. about 4 years ago, One of the guards told me to come back, i was needed. I didn't want anything to do with Flytrap or the LeafWings. He kept insisting, so I" she grimaced. why did she need to tell this part. her mind went in all directions. *it's ok to tell him. he accidentally killed his parents. but you purposefully stabbed the guard. but you didn't know it would be that serious*. Myrtle took a deep breath. "I took one of the daggers and stabbed him. In the wrist. I didn't think it was serious, but rumor has it he died a week or so after. I was told that piece of information about a month afterwards. That’s how I got this” she stretched her wing, showing a scar that looked like a dragon had tried to shred her wing. “It was then that I realized i was more than a sweet little LeafWing who was going through grief, i was a warrior, meant to fight. So i became one. “
 
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“Six years ago, i became an herbalist. when my mother got sick, i made a cure. the queen's daughter lied to her and told her not to take it. when she died, i left the tribe. I lived in the savanna, and started making daggers. about 4 years ago, One of the guards told me to come back, i was needed. I didn't want anything to do with Flytrap or the LeafWings. He kept insisting, so I" she grimaced. why did she need to tell this part. her mind went in all directions. *it's ok to tell him. he accidentally killed his parents. but you purposefully stabbed the guard. but you didn't know it would be that serious*. Myrtle took a deep breath. "I took one of the daggers and stabbed him. In the wrist. I didn't think it was serious, but rumor has it he died a week or so after. I was told that piece of information about a month afterwards. That’s how I got this” she stretched her wing, showing a scar that looked like a dragon had tried to shred her wing. “It was then that I realized i was more than a sweet little LeafWing who was going through grief, i was a warrior, meant to fight. So i became one. “
Recluse was in amazement. He was speechless. "Wow." he managed to say.
 
Recluse was in amazement. He was speechless. "Wow." he managed to say.
“What about you? We’re you an outcast or just joined the school?” Myrtle wondered. “It’s fine if you don’t want to talk about it. It sounds like you had a rough past.”
 
“What about you? We’re you an outcast or just joined the school?” Myrtle wondered. “It’s fine if you don’t want to talk about it. It sounds like you had a rough past.”
"Oh, uh, it's nothing. Maybe We'll talk about it later, we need to get started on the school again." Recluse said, trying to avoid talking about his past mistakes.
 

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