JustinCase
the magical equivalent to the number zero
Aanzu drops his belongings on a table that was moved aside, then picks up a simple wooden training stick. He gives it a few swings to get a feel for its weight and reach, and moves towards the middle of the room. Being used to the ever-present looks of servants back home, the prince has no trouble ignoring their stares now.
Without speaking, the dragonborn looks at Harfik and Kethra while assuming a fighting stance, his stick raised in both hands, his clawed feet set firmly on the ground.
Without speaking, the dragonborn looks at Harfik and Kethra while assuming a fighting stance, his stick raised in both hands, his clawed feet set firmly on the ground.