Post by The Iron Ambassador on Feb 28, 2013 9:46:52 GMT -5
25th of February, 23 CLE
The central park of Demacia, a green and lush area within the city's walls. A breath of nature within civilization and the large stone structures of the city. Filled with trees and plants and a few animals that have found their way into the city. Quite a few citizens of the great city-state often wandered into the park to relax and forget the stress and troubles of their lives.
Today, among them was Poppy, the Ambassador of Bandle City. She had left her armor back at the embassy, and was simply wearing a modest pair of long pants and a t-shirt. However, one thing she never left anywhere was her hammer, Whomper, which was tied to a strap on her back as usual. It seemed that she had asked one of the local tailors to fix a strap into the backside of her shirts to make sure she could keep Whomper with her always even when she didn't wish to carry it around in her hand.
She walked through the park's paths and found herself on the edge of a pond that housed a family of ducks and a few small water critters. She sits down next to the water and pulls Whomper out of it's strap and leaves it next to herself, focusing her gaze into the water thoughtfully.
The central park of Demacia, a green and lush area within the city's walls. A breath of nature within civilization and the large stone structures of the city. Filled with trees and plants and a few animals that have found their way into the city. Quite a few citizens of the great city-state often wandered into the park to relax and forget the stress and troubles of their lives.
Today, among them was Poppy, the Ambassador of Bandle City. She had left her armor back at the embassy, and was simply wearing a modest pair of long pants and a t-shirt. However, one thing she never left anywhere was her hammer, Whomper, which was tied to a strap on her back as usual. It seemed that she had asked one of the local tailors to fix a strap into the backside of her shirts to make sure she could keep Whomper with her always even when she didn't wish to carry it around in her hand.
She walked through the park's paths and found herself on the edge of a pond that housed a family of ducks and a few small water critters. She sits down next to the water and pulls Whomper out of it's strap and leaves it next to herself, focusing her gaze into the water thoughtfully.
