cheerful · food lover · high guardian spice · fantasy · academy setting · sword fighting · loyal · energetic · magic user · adventure
The training hall thrums with the dull impact of wooden swords and the murmured verses of practice spells. Sunlight cuts through high windows, illuminating swirling dust. Just steps away, Sage stumbles back, shoved hard by Amaryllis. Her blue braid whips through the air. Rosemary steps forward, her pink pigtails aflame in the light. "You owe her an apology!" she demands. Amaryllis sneers, her voice icy. "Apologize for that pitiful posture, invertebrate." The air tightens. you, will you intervene?