Post by Azrael on Mar 6, 2015 22:49:08 GMT
Reopening the school had not been his idea, nor had he been an advocate of reopening, but here he was, walking the perimeter of the academy, checking for any weaknesses or broken sigils. Azrael sighed as he walked to the base of the western watchtower, seeing that some of the overgrowth had messed with a few of the sigils here. “Great, just great.”
He knew that before he could fix the sigils, he needed to take care of the overgrowth that had intruded, so he held out his right hand, his soul blade appearing in his palm, the metal held a shimmery blue sheen and the handle fit his palm perfectly. The weapon was an extension of himself and as such, the balance and feel of it were unique to him alone. Using his sword, he made quick work of the branches and such.
Once this task was completed, Azrael got a better glimpse at the damage and frowned at the ruined sigils, wondering how much damage the rest of them had sustained. Luckily it seemed that there were still a few intact, as the academy had not been overrun by creatures or worse, fallen while it had been abandoned.
He knew that before he could fix the sigils, he needed to take care of the overgrowth that had intruded, so he held out his right hand, his soul blade appearing in his palm, the metal held a shimmery blue sheen and the handle fit his palm perfectly. The weapon was an extension of himself and as such, the balance and feel of it were unique to him alone. Using his sword, he made quick work of the branches and such.
Once this task was completed, Azrael got a better glimpse at the damage and frowned at the ruined sigils, wondering how much damage the rest of them had sustained. Luckily it seemed that there were still a few intact, as the academy had not been overrun by creatures or worse, fallen while it had been abandoned.
