Drifting Off for Better or for Worse

[Soul Meister]

Kaen looked over at Vincent's book, he couldn't tell if it was diary or made for pictures. He began to fumble for his own sword, it should be around the area somewhere. Feeling a long slender object, he found his sword, but the sheath was extremely cracked at areas. It was a good thing wasting one year worth of supplies for the sturdy sheath. His sword was everything to him, nothing was more important, nothing.

"Well get ready," Kaen said while unsheathing the blade with one hand.