[Viskyia Crow]

TS: Afternoon, First Cycle of Aperitus, Spring, Era XIII (pf)

Viskyia slipped into the clearing she'd started calling her own in The City Gardens of Nexus Prime. It was located near the boarder between the tame and wild gardens, on the tame side. It had a giant Satyr statue gracing one of its edges near a small pond that often had a water bird or two fishing its depths. She'd often came here to train, and it was in this first clearing she'd taught herself her first dagger moves. It was also the clearing she'd started teaching herself Shaasskah with Nydardomond. This place had many fond memories for her.

Her cousin Skylis had promised to meet her here. He had seemed adamant about furthering her education in dagger, and perhaps getting to know each other better. She was nervous and excited at the same time. Her Grandmother Meg had caught up with her at last, and sent one of her relatives to make sure she was okay. When Skylis discovered that she was teaching herself dagger, he’d insisted on continuing on her education. Skylis was a trained scout for her former Master, and dagger was one of his more interesting talents. She hadn’t known him very well when she lived back at the estate, his duties taking him multiple places and not to small world she existed within. But looking at him, she knew her father had used him as she had been used. His yellow eyes and his own ear brand gave him away. Even if they hadn’t been related, there would still have been a bond there because of that.

She'd hoped, through the course of the dagger training, that she'd get to know him a little better and perhaps understand her past a bit more. So she waited quietly, and sharpened her daggers, wondering what Skylis would have in store for her training.
She wandered the length of the clearing, nodded to the goat-man statue. She’d eventually have to learn what sort of creature he was, and sat down on the bench. She found her thoughts traveling to the bath house and her new friends there.