"FUCK!!!"
He woke up in the midst of hay and lumber. An empty bottle of wine not far from his reach. A few others were scattered across the...barn?.
No.
Training quarters.
He remembered now.
Drinking and training.
Not. A good combo...
@ISVERKFALL < teeth clench against each other. Tryndamere lost his senses. Everything. The strong front collapsed right before the archer's eyes. Slumping to his knees, he held onto her.
Trembling.
Sobbing into her gown.
"--I can't let that happen."
@ISVERKFALL < not hide the fear that was painted across his face. ". . .and what if we find something?. Something. . terrible. The people of Rakjlstk, need their leaders. . .their warmother."
"They need YOU, if anything--" his hands close into a fist, his >
"Devotion. The shining of her eyes. The fierceness of her fire that she leads the tribe with. A wild fire.
The softness of her words, falling as gentle as snow of the morning. A promise made and kept..."