![]() Where they excel, where they are in their purest primal form, where the wolf truly shows itself amongst the sheep. She had sent her to train with her uncle where he drilled into her mind that war was the natural state of humans. She chuckled at how pathetic his end was, when he thought his only daughter wasn't worthy enough to train to become a Warden or anything of worth but her mother saw potential. She remembered when she first received this sword, her first kill… her father. She ran her gloved hand over the serrated edge of her blade and continued to trace the flat edge of it. :(Īpollyon sat back against a log as she laid the sword across her lap. AN:I completely forgot Apollyon's lore until a few minutes ago so her back story is a little different.
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