Torchline was Hadama's first priority, but Flora had made an important point about the regions relying on each other more. If that meant sacrificing some sleep in order to help cleanse some of the infected creatures from Halo so he could ask for assistance in return then it was a small price to pay.
The mermanta swam grimly along the edge of the expanded bay, a few more lines worn into his face after the tragedies of Starfall, and an air of quiet exhaustion hanging over his head as he forged through the water beside the other members of Deimos's hunting party. He had his wand of healing and his Startide trident, as well as the armor Safrin had made for him before she'd left.
He nodded to Deimos in gratitude for the question that came as they traveled. "Torchline fares poorly," the mermanta admitted, too exhausted to be other than blunt. "We lost many to the tidal waves." The buildings could be rebuilt. Those that had died, however, could not be replaced. "Any assistance your Guild can provide against the new creatures will be welcome." There was enough struggle in burying and mourning and salvaging. Trying to keep the new infected flora and fauna away from the city - what remained of it below the floating islands - was stretching them to the breaking point.
Dama arrives with everything on his profile and a plea for help!
The mermanta swam grimly along the edge of the expanded bay, a few more lines worn into his face after the tragedies of Starfall, and an air of quiet exhaustion hanging over his head as he forged through the water beside the other members of Deimos's hunting party. He had his wand of healing and his Startide trident, as well as the armor Safrin had made for him before she'd left.
He nodded to Deimos in gratitude for the question that came as they traveled. "Torchline fares poorly," the mermanta admitted, too exhausted to be other than blunt. "We lost many to the tidal waves." The buildings could be rebuilt. Those that had died, however, could not be replaced. "Any assistance your Guild can provide against the new creatures will be welcome." There was enough struggle in burying and mourning and salvaging. Trying to keep the new infected flora and fauna away from the city - what remained of it below the floating islands - was stretching them to the breaking point.
Dama arrives with everything on his profile and a plea for help!
