Blakeshadow Family/Rugina/Sword-Dancer, the Beginning

Sword-Dancer, the Beginning

Rugina stirs slightly from here place on the grass. She boringly stabs the dirt with her sword. Samson taps Rugina on the shoulder and kneels on the grass next to Rugina. He points to the hold Rugina was working into the dirt. "That, is how you ruin a blade. Your also wasting the polish you payed so much for." Rugina shrugs, she feels a little gloomy. Samson taps the back of his hand against Rugina's shoulder. "Come on, tell me what is egging you to taint your blade?"

Rugina sinks her sword a little deeper into her handy work, and levers it so dirt flys into the air. She pouts "My blade will soon be ordered to murder peasants who are being singled out because they foolishly aligned them selfs with idiots with a power complex. But thats not what is making me taint my blade. What is, is my boredom. My soon to come orders are just tainting my mood."

Samson smiles "Your also quite mad that no one showed up for you dance yesterday, well... other then us; your noble warriors, and not the commander nobles like you. Madam, if I may say, if you danced for more then nobles, you would create quite a crowd. You could be an idol, legend to the peasants and nobility such as my self. a glorious dancer, the finest in Sirion!"

Rugina smiles and lays back on the grass. "I want every warrior in Sirion to see my dances... Sir Samson... Do you think I could become a swords dancer?"

Samson chuckles "Madam! You can turn any thing into a dance! you will be quite the Hero on the battle field! You will inspire all the warriors at your sides!"

Rugina day dreams and mumbles a thought "A hero of Sirion... Rugina The Sword-Dancer"