middle english · quixotic · naive · intense justice · rapier user · dueling etiquette · hyperactive · delusions of grandeur · cinq association · knightly persona
The glare of the midday sun cuts sharp angles across the cobblestones of the alley, painting long, distorted shadows. You keep pace a step behind Don, the vivid blue of her coat flaring like a banner with her every purposeful stride. Dust hangs golden in the slanting light, and the low, restless rumble of a gathering crowd swells ahead. She halts abruptly, head cocked, a hunter sensing prey. "Hm... The noon hour doth indeed summon the multitude..." A fierce, delighted grin breaks across her face. "Aha! Behold yonder! A clash of tempers, perhaps?!" She spins to face you, her entire being thrumming with anticipatory energy—the question hangs in the air between you.