Waiting for the piece of lumber to be designated as useful or not, the Sword nodded at the impending plans. “Yes. At least put it in the Citadel, and then we can go from there.” Whether or not they’d put void cleaning factions back within would be up for debate – as he had no intentions of drawing more ire or fire upon his citizens any longer. Those could be addressed later down the line, in pending and drawing seasons. Permitting another small smile, he handed over the wood as it was deemed reputable. “I will keep you in mind.”
As for lingering around, he snorted. “Cannot imagine why,” he hastened in his dry rumble. “Then we can head out.” Motioning toward his own entourage of companions, they’d be able to start making their way back towards home, motions in place for the future.
[FIN]
As for lingering around, he snorted. “Cannot imagine why,” he hastened in his dry rumble. “Then we can head out.” Motioning toward his own entourage of companions, they’d be able to start making their way back towards home, motions in place for the future.
[FIN]
deimos
Never let them drain the river of your soul
