[PQ] let go of the anchors

Deimos

before bones, before dirt, before even light
this is who we were

At ease in the cold, Deimos watched the others trudge in, one by one. Most were unexpected – and his features reflected his surprise by the minute arch of his brow. The first he didn’t know at all – but he nodded nonetheless, glancing from horse to rider. Zuriel pinned her ears in the gelding’s direction, but remained otherwise regal and haughty. “I am. Good to meet you, and yes, you may join.” What Colt 's caliber was - they’d all find out together.

Sohalia surprised him far more though, because last he’d seen her had been when the Tundra had been no longer infected, but hordes more effected by the danger they’d been quartered within. He didn’t mind her joining – just mildly bewildered by the notions. And with such a crew, he knew he’d been doing multitudes of shielding and defending. "You are welcome to participate."

Koa was the only one he’d figured would be on this expedition, and he offered a brief snort and a nod of his head. “Thank you all for coming. Today’s mission will be going after three voidshade ursurs that have been bothering some of our trackers.” He jutted his jawline towards the wide, open, and vast ivory plain before them, though his eyes shifted towards an outcropping of large stones nestled over to the right. “They have been residing over by those rocks, and while they are not stealthy, they are certainly dangerous.” He waited, gaze flickering at all of them, intending to see the state of their reactions, if anyone was going to evade and depart on the further intel, or simply stay, dedicated to the cause. “Follow me, and stay close, in case anything else crops up.”

And with that, the Warden began heading along the snowy path, Belial immediately flying upwards to cast a longer line of sight.

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Head out with Deimos towards the rocks! Feel free to ask any questions or prepare your character for the inevitable, or look for any signs of any wildlife. Please indicate your actions in your description! No post order.

this untamable expanse
churning proof that we have always been deep, restless souls