Who: Jaina Proudmoore, Raven
Where: Ghost Ship
Style: Third
Status: Closed, ask us if you want to jump in!
The sorceress watched the duel between Raven and the blond-haired man - Flynn, she'd heard Raven call him - with concern and... to be honest, more than a bit of awe. She'd known Raven was skilled with a bow, but... she'd never known he could hold his own with a sword, either. His opponent was no slouch, either, and there were times when Jaina had to force herself to keep the promise she'd made to Raven and not interfere, she'd been so sure that either one of them would kill the other - but they would avoid it.
After the fight, she heaved a sigh of relief... and then frowned as she overheard the conversation - most notably, how Raven said he looked upon Asch.
...so that was why he'd been reacting like this.
Jaina stood quietly as the two chatted - like they hadn't been almost-lethal enemies just moments before - and then as they parted ways, she saw Raven heading back in her direction. He looked exhausted, she realized, and probably just part of it due to being physically tired.
"I'm impressed, Raven," she said softly. "I didn't know you could fight like that."