[ Isley takes his time exiting his and Priscilla's quarters; Irene's request hadn't possessed a note of urgency, after all. Of course, when he does arrive, he stands patiently outside of the warrior's door and raps gently on it with the back of his hand.
He never visits Irene unarmed, and so his sword is fastened to the belt at his hip... in the event the woman wishes to indulge in some sword training after this business regarding the promise is sorted out. ]
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[ The Forge clicks off. ]
[ Isley takes his time exiting his and Priscilla's quarters; Irene's request hadn't possessed a note of urgency, after all. Of course, when he does arrive, he stands patiently outside of the warrior's door and raps gently on it with the back of his hand.
He never visits Irene unarmed, and so his sword is fastened to the belt at his hip... in the event the woman wishes to indulge in some sword training after this business regarding the promise is sorted out. ]