Katelyn Verneer - The Tower - Tinsdal
This was not her fight. She took the advice of Vergil to heart and remained in the tower with the other two, keeping an eye on them, discreetly. There was a part of her that felt a little put out at missing all the action but she had no stake in the matter, no information on what she might face, and that could be fatal if she charged into battle now. She might have not liked the Vessel much but she could feel some sympathy for Vergil, if only a little, at the choice he might face. She had been there. Made that choice. And now she lived with it the rest of her life. Sometimes, as Kate well knew, life would deal you a bad hand. The choice you made was not how to play those cards, but how to live with the result.
She sat down. Leaning on her bow. Waiting for an outcome.
This was not her fight. She took the advice of Vergil to heart and remained in the tower with the other two, keeping an eye on them, discreetly. There was a part of her that felt a little put out at missing all the action but she had no stake in the matter, no information on what she might face, and that could be fatal if she charged into battle now. She might have not liked the Vessel much but she could feel some sympathy for Vergil, if only a little, at the choice he might face. She had been there. Made that choice. And now she lived with it the rest of her life. Sometimes, as Kate well knew, life would deal you a bad hand. The choice you made was not how to play those cards, but how to live with the result.
She sat down. Leaning on her bow. Waiting for an outcome.