DEIMOS
The sound of iron shots is stuck in my head
The thunder of the drums dictates
The thunder of the drums dictates
Deimos always tried to take the moments littered and grasped during training to emphasize appropriate responses to danger. How to defend. How to guard. How to dodge and preserve. How and when to strike, assault, siege; but no matter the experiences, sometimes it took the momentous, hazardous instances to hammer the knowledge through to certain individuals. The underlying problem was the potential for death; that despite everything managed, told, and practiced, one wrong move could spell disaster.
Which was why he always insisted upon preparation. His brow arched again at her question, but preferred the wanting of knowledge and sagacity, rather than those who wandered into the midst with naught upon them but an extreme lack of thought. “There are always bows,” he answered initially, mind going to the images of collected weaponry and armaments in the armory. “Darts. Slings. Knives. Javelins. Spears. You could make some collapsible and they would fold away into your other things.” There were limitations, of course; one would have to be wholly accurate with the latter, and be able to get them back with no issue. “I have known others to put a retrieval charm on them.”
Which was why he always insisted upon preparation. His brow arched again at her question, but preferred the wanting of knowledge and sagacity, rather than those who wandered into the midst with naught upon them but an extreme lack of thought. “There are always bows,” he answered initially, mind going to the images of collected weaponry and armaments in the armory. “Darts. Slings. Knives. Javelins. Spears. You could make some collapsible and they would fold away into your other things.” There were limitations, of course; one would have to be wholly accurate with the latter, and be able to get them back with no issue. “I have known others to put a retrieval charm on them.”
The rhythm of the falls, the number of dead
The rising of the horns, ahead
The rising of the horns, ahead
