Deimos
“Perhaps,” he answered in return with the small inkling of a smile; no promises, no convictions on that front. By that time, it’d be past Deepfrost, and hopefully Halo would’ve found multiple ways of building, manifesting, strongholds and fortifications. Steadfast determination in ensuring the lives and wellbeing of the people of the mountains, those in his guild, and a collective threshold of found family ensured his days were occupied and filled; providing, training, instilling, and rarely giving way to much else. Even these moments were scarce and far between. “Sounds like you will be busy anyway.”
Notions of the land shark were at least positive. “Congratulations. At the very least, the land is that much safer.” One less roaming behemoth under the earth was a step in the right direction, even if it hadn’t been the one to consume Bastien. “How did you do it?”
Notions of the land shark were at least positive. “Congratulations. At the very least, the land is that much safer.” One less roaming behemoth under the earth was a step in the right direction, even if it hadn’t been the one to consume Bastien. “How did you do it?”
you're all bronze and bite
all venom and fistfight
all venom and fistfight
