Two Princes

Walking through the center of town heading in the direction of the Guild of Light are the two princes, Connor and Kalil. Both are dressed down. Kalil wearing a grey tunic with black pants and a sword on each hip while Connor wears white robes and walks with a staff. They walk side by side with hands linked.

"Bamf eq." Connor chuckles.

"Bamf roe." Kalil smirks.

When they approach the guild ward, Kalil knocks and calls out. "Hello! We're here to see the Guildmaster. He should be expecting us."

Miquella peers over the edge of the roof, “Ward down. Come in to the garden. I will see you both there.” He smiles and when they cross, “Ward up.”

The two head into the guild when the ward lowers and then Claire steps forward.

"Please, allow me to escort you to the garden."

She leads the two princes through the inner ward and to the garden. Once they arrive, Claire lowers the ward and allows them through before raising the ward and retreating down the hall.

Kalil lets Connor's hand drop from his as he raises his hand against the sun beaming down to look up toward the roof.

"Hey up there! Came for that sparring session we promised you."

The giant Guardian moves his hand up to the roof and Miquella steps on. It brings him down to the ground and Miquella pats him, “Thank you Galio.” Miquella smiles, “Awesome! Yeah come this way.”

Miquella leads them through the garden and through an archway that leads to a training yard. Multiple training dummies, weapons, training guardians, and a pool of water can be seen. “Welcome to the Guilds training yard. I know it may not be as nice as the Manors, but it pretty good to say the least.” He smiles he begins taking his shoes off and shirt showing the scars on his back that seem to fester with darkness. He takes off his necklace showing his intricate tattoos of his achievements.

Kalil grins and follows suit. He leans down and unlaces his boots and pulls them off, then reaches down to pull his tunic over his head, revealing a toned, muscled body. Red glittering scales lace along his shoulders and across his lower back with splotches across his chest, and more scales trailing down to his pants line, disappearing beneath the clothing.

Connor watches Kalil for a moment and then leans down to unlace his own boots, pulling them off and wiggling his toes once they are free. He, however, does not make a move to remove his robes and holds the staff close to his body, leaning on it.

Kalil begins rolling his shoulders and stretching his equally red scaled arms. "So, how do you want to do this? One vee one? Or free for all?"

Miquella stretches some and turns around showing a small black rose necklace still hanging around his neck. “I will let you choose. I am fine with either.” He smiles. “We can do either of those or two v two. Which ever you both feel you would like to work on. I am fine with either.” He smiles