Post by SAM I AM!? on Oct 12, 2010 11:35:53 GMT -5
Sweat dripped down the side of her face, but still she did not move. Carina was anything besides a weakling, and she would much rather take a sword through the gut than let anyone down. Panting in the heat, she let her stance of purifying drop as the ritual concluded. Turning inside, Carina stripped and eased into the holy water. "Ez?" she mumbled.