Platinum claws

[Horu]

Outside the day was dieing, paining the sky a bloody crimson. The air was getting cooler and the the barracks in the town of avaren where quiet, and empty save a single paladin. Clad in plate scale mail armor brighter the polished silver, he held a long, slightly curved blade. The tan skin, gray eyes, and brown/blond hair that made up his facial features were mostly hidden under his polished helm.

His sword slashed through the air as he went through a few routine motions with the blade. In a way his was meditating. He had no practice targets up he was just allowing his mind to flow freely as he practiced. He was alone at the moment, as far as he knew. He was enjoying the peace and quiet while it lasted..

[Kina]

Kina looked up into the deep, blood-coloured sky.
"Something's not right.." he muttered, wrinkling his brow. He looked at his surroundings, searching for anything out of the ordinary. A Warrior of some sort was slicing at the air with a long, slightly curved blade.
"So, are these practice grounds?" Kina asked. Regardless of the answer, he took out his scythe and started hacking at the air as well.