A Warriors Heart The hunter is cunning; he awaits his moment, hiding among the thick, amongst heavy, ancient trunks of giant trees, bow drawn and arrow ready. His patience is his gift. The thief is swift; like a shadow in the night, he strikes the pockets of the rich and poor alike; a barrier between the two. His #lifestyle is dishonest, but he would prefer no other. His luck is his gift. The Mage is clever; harnessing the power of elements, people and animals can be merged as one, giving great power to her as their creator. Her mind is her gift. The assassin is deadly; striking unseen, all that remains in her wake is bloodied corpses, bled out and looted. Her face hidden, no one can distinguish her from the shadows, and none can feel her poison blade strike their heart. Her silence is her gift. The warrior is brave; on front lines in every battle, the brute tank of strength and the target of many foes, his strength does not waver while the enemy falls or cowers. This is his gift; the strength of a warriors heart. ******************************************** Inspired by : The Elder Scrolls IV : Skyrim ******************************************** #rowntrees #randoms #boredom