DEIMOS
the ocean does not apologize for its depth
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
Sarcasm had been lost apparently, so Deimos let the matter drop. The other information seemed a bit bizarre to him – as none of his guild members, nor himself, had ever advertised access to potions. The guild itself certainly had rooms for anyone to utilize, especially those from other lands traveling and journeying to either obtain information or participate in a hunt. “We do not have ready access to potions,” considering there few of them to create them (save for himself, Evie, and maybe one or two others), “but we do have rooms, an armory, and a library.” If Willis found that suitable for himself. “Is that your request to join?”
The man seemed to have a need to prove his abilities (possibly because Deimos still thought the giant a tall tale; might have been fitting). “I was headed towards the barracks,” since he had other duties to attend to. “But you may look at the contracts,” pointing towards the board, directing towards more feasible means for Willis; with fiends such as hels, ningos, and blind swamp rats.
The man seemed to have a need to prove his abilities (possibly because Deimos still thought the giant a tall tale; might have been fitting). “I was headed towards the barracks,” since he had other duties to attend to. “But you may look at the contracts,” pointing towards the board, directing towards more feasible means for Willis; with fiends such as hels, ningos, and blind swamp rats.
for the space they take
and so, neither shall I
and so, neither shall I
