Seskel Sangrey
Member
Seskel, upon instructions, walks through the doorway of the training room, an eyebrow raised until his gaze finally reaches Master Dragonsflame. He waves and steps to the side of him. "G'morning, sir." Seskel says firmly, putting his hans behind his back. He honestly didn't know if he was ready to train today, seeing as how he didn't get much sleep as his anxiety was acting up last night. But he knew he had to.
"Where do we start, sir?" He asks, moving his hands from his back to his sides. His hair was curly and messy, his eyes were burning. A yawn leaves his lips as he shakes his head slightly.
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"Where do we start, sir?" He asks, moving his hands from his back to his sides. His hair was curly and messy, his eyes were burning. A yawn leaves his lips as he shakes his head slightly.
[member="Joshua DragonsFlame]