[h3][b][i][color=b3c0ef][center]Persephone[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3]
[center][b][color=b3c0ef]Location:[/color][/b] Yellow Rose Temple
[b][color=b3c0ef]Interacting With:[/color][/b] Keystone, Yomdi[/center]

[color=b3c0ef]"Absolutely,"[/color] Seph agreed. [color=b3c0ef]"It's very beautiful. My name is Persephone. A pleasure to meet you, Yomdi."[/color] He did seem... a bit like a withered old man who probably should have been resting somewhere and letting the younger souls tend to the temple business. But at least he was a nice old man, which was far from a guarantee, especially at this hour.

Keystone's interest in her was... understandably related to fighting and combat, but maybe a little disappointing all the same. If they were exchanging techniques, it would probably be her benefiting much more from the trade. She doubted she could teach him much that he didn't already know. Perhaps he wasn't experienced with staff work. She could probably teach him a thing or two about that, if they could find a suitably sized weapon for him, but as far as hand-to-hand went, Seph typically had to find ways around her disadvantage in strength. Dirty tricks, less than "honorable" tactics were often what got her by. She wasn't too proud of it, but fighting wasn't something to be proud of in the first place, in her opinion.

[color=b3c0ef]"I don't know how much I could teach you,"[/color] she admitted to Keystone. [color=b3c0ef]"My training was never really finished, and I was always a better student than teacher besides. But I can try, sure."[/color] She probably would've preferred to share something about her healing, or other practices she'd started picking up, but sadly, her gift wasn't really something that could be shared.