DEIMOS
The sound of iron shots is stuck in my head
The thunder of the drums dictates
The thunder of the drums dictates
Noah’s excitement contorted over the framework of the Attuned bond quickly, and while Deimos might have been a more subdued individual, it still left him with a light bout of muffled laughter. Uncertain how the Forsaken would take the rest of the news, given the timeframe, he put it as concise as he normally would, as they maneuvered towards the back fields.
Which brought on another wave of nostalgia, and he had to work on smothering that down too. Middle of Flowerbirth, in the greenhouse. Perhaps that would galvanize Noah to move quickly on his quest, in order to attend. His eyes swept back to Fox briefly, the stammering enough to amuse him without being an overwhelming beast. “As long as you treat her well.” Any warnings contained within, either about himself or Kiada, would remain as the Ancient saw fit.
Ensuring his attention could land back upon the terrain, his gaze went over the grass. Where there’d once been flattened portions specifically designed to assist with training, it’d clearly gone to ruin, or permitted to let nature take its course. “I can help level,” and he nodded, proceeding further into the midst to use his Mastered Earth, intending to churn it over to success.
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Deimos uses his Mastered Earth to try and level/grade the area.
Which brought on another wave of nostalgia, and he had to work on smothering that down too. Middle of Flowerbirth, in the greenhouse. Perhaps that would galvanize Noah to move quickly on his quest, in order to attend. His eyes swept back to Fox briefly, the stammering enough to amuse him without being an overwhelming beast. “As long as you treat her well.” Any warnings contained within, either about himself or Kiada, would remain as the Ancient saw fit.
Ensuring his attention could land back upon the terrain, his gaze went over the grass. Where there’d once been flattened portions specifically designed to assist with training, it’d clearly gone to ruin, or permitted to let nature take its course. “I can help level,” and he nodded, proceeding further into the midst to use his Mastered Earth, intending to churn it over to success.
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Deimos uses his Mastered Earth to try and level/grade the area.
The rhythm of the falls, the number of dead
The rising of the horns, ahead
The rising of the horns, ahead
