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The Institute of Combat.
Forum-Index → Roleplay → The Institute of Combat.4. It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.
-Extract from Invictus, William Ernest Henley
Her stomach growled.
'Aclyma, you up?
A soft voice came from Forge.
The white haired female raised her head slightly so that words could escape her thin lips. "Hungry..."
4. It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.
-Extract from Invictus, William Ernest Henley
Winter didn't really practice much because Andrew had left so she Went to get food she didn't see him 'He might be still doing that thing he was talking about.' She finished her food and went to start practicing again.
Dragging herself to the door, she gave him the same wry smile. "Can we dinner first? Then I'd like to check out the place."
She paused.
"At least i hope they're still serving food..."
4. It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.
-Extract from Invictus, William Ernest Henley