Dec 01, 2010 01:45
How do I even end up in these situations.
Apparently, tomorrow I'm going to be marching into battle! An actual Korin battlefield, with me on the front lines, oh how Mother would swoon in outrage. I could be satisfied at the scandalous turn my life has taken, if not for how legitimately concerned I am that I'm going to die.
I don't even have a tome, lovely. It's all my truly polished and impressive sword skills taught by a one-armed man.
If someone had told me this was how I'd spend today, I'd never have believed them.