Alexandra Feanor
The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
[member="Darth Tsolan"]
Alexandra slowly stood as her body twisted and turned before looking at him, laughing as she slowly walked forward with her staff dragging on the ground. Slowly her laughing grew louder, then her body became faster, and her aura became darker as she drank in her pain, her hate, her rage. And soon she steapped down hard before shooting forward and aiming blow after blow at him. Right arm, left arm, right leg, left shoulder, right shoulder, left leg, jab, repeat, shuffle. Change the pattern, slow it down, speed it up, everything she did had no plan except for a singular one. Confuse, overwhelm, and disarm.
Alexandra slowly stood as her body twisted and turned before looking at him, laughing as she slowly walked forward with her staff dragging on the ground. Slowly her laughing grew louder, then her body became faster, and her aura became darker as she drank in her pain, her hate, her rage. And soon she steapped down hard before shooting forward and aiming blow after blow at him. Right arm, left arm, right leg, left shoulder, right shoulder, left leg, jab, repeat, shuffle. Change the pattern, slow it down, speed it up, everything she did had no plan except for a singular one. Confuse, overwhelm, and disarm.