[ Koltira does make use of the simulations from time to time. The battles are not satisfying: there's no true pain, no real blood. But it's practice, and it keeps him busy. Something mindless to do when he has no other work to occupy his hands.
But he's flagged down before he even turns into the training room, called to by someone he doesn't know very well. An excitable--human?
(The ears are strangely pointed, but he's no elf, Koltira can tell that much for sure.)
Koltira's wearing his recently repaired armor--all black dreadplate and skulls with glowing eyes--and it clinks together softly as he pauses, frowning. ]
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But he's flagged down before he even turns into the training room, called to by someone he doesn't know very well. An excitable--human?
(The ears are strangely pointed, but he's no elf, Koltira can tell that much for sure.)
Koltira's wearing his recently repaired armor--all black dreadplate and skulls with glowing eyes--and it clinks together softly as he pauses, frowning. ]
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