[Mini Event] be our guest

Deimos

Halo was a formidable part of the world, filled to the brim with determined, stalwart individuals. Some had magic. Others didn’t. But it’d become a refuge for those imparted with incantations, and the way Stormbreak had, over the time barriers had fallen, maintained its restraints upon those individuals hadn’t gone unnoticed.

Though, it seemed that was going to change.

Not one to refuse such a statement, Deimos had obliged the request the Luminary had made – to come speak amidst the Citadel’s citizens, and hopefully see where these things were going.

So he arrived soon after the Stormbreak contingent, extending his own measured greetings, eyes narrowed in study, eternally ready for something. Approaching Sohalia, he gave a nod. “Congratulations again. Welcome,” before taking his place amidst the crowd nearby, steady and constant, intending to catch the eyes of his own public and gauge reactions.

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