(Edited due to circumstances. Only the last section.)
Such ungracious times early in the morning and such daring she undertook just to see one little person.
Renna was taking one of her rare moments from the Den of Shadow's foreboding walls and dungeons; she made her way to the Scathachian Sanctuary almost subconsciously. The Sanctuary was a place she had come to see as the opposite of her Fortress, and the opposite of what she stood for.
Justice for those who had wrong done to them'
Justice" Renna saw it as an excuse and justification in their actions to fuel the Scathachian's fury for bloodlust and battles. Fierce fighters, experts in their own right, and Renna looked upon it with simple disgust. If you had the power and flaunt it around in the name of justice, why not use it all the time for personal gain.
The cloak swayed in the wind " though barely and slowly she lifted up the four pronged helm to glance upon the door that held the beasts within. Caged like the crazed women they were. Renna's armour was of intricate Elven design with the most skilfully crafted plates known to mortal man covering almost every inch of her body (even the tips of her fingers!) save for the head and neck area. The helm hid her head so well and yet no matter how chunky it looked " how cumbersome it's construction maybe, Renna's body power easily could hold it upon her strong somewhat barely muscular feminine shoulders. Perhaps the only skin seen was her lips, nose and chin where the mouth piece of the helm didn't exist. A single weak spot in the whole design " and Renna wanted it so.
So her teeth could tare into flesh as well as her weapons.
Something told her she would not be welcomed here; though that was stating the obvious. Renna was not surprised by now these Scathachian patrols she heard so much had not ran into her upon her travels throughout the City causing all kinds of havoc " the usual disappearances, mutilations" She was surprised they would not try and deal with the biggest actor of injustice in Rhy"Din for some time.
Reason one " in Renna's mind was that they were afraid of her.
Though now, her thoughts were running away with her head. She came here not for that.
The door was taken note of and she stopped before it.
Waiting.
Such ungracious times early in the morning and such daring she undertook just to see one little person.
Renna was taking one of her rare moments from the Den of Shadow's foreboding walls and dungeons; she made her way to the Scathachian Sanctuary almost subconsciously. The Sanctuary was a place she had come to see as the opposite of her Fortress, and the opposite of what she stood for.
Justice for those who had wrong done to them'
Justice" Renna saw it as an excuse and justification in their actions to fuel the Scathachian's fury for bloodlust and battles. Fierce fighters, experts in their own right, and Renna looked upon it with simple disgust. If you had the power and flaunt it around in the name of justice, why not use it all the time for personal gain.
The cloak swayed in the wind " though barely and slowly she lifted up the four pronged helm to glance upon the door that held the beasts within. Caged like the crazed women they were. Renna's armour was of intricate Elven design with the most skilfully crafted plates known to mortal man covering almost every inch of her body (even the tips of her fingers!) save for the head and neck area. The helm hid her head so well and yet no matter how chunky it looked " how cumbersome it's construction maybe, Renna's body power easily could hold it upon her strong somewhat barely muscular feminine shoulders. Perhaps the only skin seen was her lips, nose and chin where the mouth piece of the helm didn't exist. A single weak spot in the whole design " and Renna wanted it so.
So her teeth could tare into flesh as well as her weapons.
Something told her she would not be welcomed here; though that was stating the obvious. Renna was not surprised by now these Scathachian patrols she heard so much had not ran into her upon her travels throughout the City causing all kinds of havoc " the usual disappearances, mutilations" She was surprised they would not try and deal with the biggest actor of injustice in Rhy"Din for some time.
Reason one " in Renna's mind was that they were afraid of her.
Though now, her thoughts were running away with her head. She came here not for that.
The door was taken note of and she stopped before it.
Waiting.