ISAR
Arm yourself
Isar too found the idea of being respected as a race to be appealing. His slow smile said as much, and the way his attention intensified upon Astaroth.
"Are there any plans on restoring that line of thought into the current times?" he wondered, his question falling in behind Thalassa's in perfect leisure. "It might be pleasant, for a change. I've been getting tired of bending my neck." Perhaps in a different social climate he would figure out what to do with himself. The shadows were a pleasant enough place to be, but it did get tedious to always skulk about.
"Are there any plans on restoring that line of thought into the current times?" he wondered, his question falling in behind Thalassa's in perfect leisure. "It might be pleasant, for a change. I've been getting tired of bending my neck." Perhaps in a different social climate he would figure out what to do with himself. The shadows were a pleasant enough place to be, but it did get tedious to always skulk about.
Because no one else here will save you
