as written by glmstr
Camille reached into a pocket and produced a handkerchief, the white fabric becoming quickly stained red as he wipes the blood from his hands. He huffed and shoved the bloodied cloth into the pocket it came from, his hands mostly clean except for the small cuts which continued to ooze.
Once Izaic had finally left, he relaxed his shoulders slightly. "I guess this means trouncing him in the Auraella will be that much more devastating," He drew his parrying dagger and ran his finger along the edge to make sure he didn't need to re-sharpen it, then slipped it back into the sheath on his hip. He made a note to try to practice with others that used large weapons too, his two biggest challenges both wielded weapons that took advantage of great physical strength.
Camille reached into a pocket and produced a handkerchief, the white fabric becoming quickly stained red as he wipes the blood from his hands. He huffed and shoved the bloodied cloth into the pocket it came from, his hands mostly clean except for the small cuts which continued to ooze.
Once Izaic had finally left, he relaxed his shoulders slightly. "I guess this means trouncing him in the Auraella will be that much more devastating," He drew his parrying dagger and ran his finger along the edge to make sure he didn't need to re-sharpen it, then slipped it back into the sheath on his hip. He made a note to try to practice with others that used large weapons too, his two biggest challenges both wielded weapons that took advantage of great physical strength.