ISAR
Arm yourself
"No. Go ahead. As long as I don't have to pray at it. Those gods never did anything for me, and I have nothing to say to them." What anyone else did or thought was none of his concern. Now, that could have been a win for Talyson Seawright, but unfortunately Isar was not a citizen of the Hollowed Ground. His opinion of what went on within its borders mattered not at all while he remained on the road.
Considering the option of relocating somewhere else, his first inclination was to change his mind. "Mmmh... Fair enough. If you have questions, I can answer them. Are there ancients in Torchline too?" That was important. He had come here to find kin, to become part of something - to escape his loneliness and lack of roots. A job was a job, and he would do what he had to in order to survive, but if it steered him too far from his goals it was bound to be a short stint.
Considering the option of relocating somewhere else, his first inclination was to change his mind. "Mmmh... Fair enough. If you have questions, I can answer them. Are there ancients in Torchline too?" That was important. He had come here to find kin, to become part of something - to escape his loneliness and lack of roots. A job was a job, and he would do what he had to in order to survive, but if it steered him too far from his goals it was bound to be a short stint.
Because no one else here will save you
