after fury
what do you do
Even if Kiada had stated no supplies required, the beast, out of habit of over-preparing, fervent to stay one step ahead of any potential disaster, slung his bag of holding over his back, tucking away tools, before meandering his way down towards the newly founded Monster Hunter’s Guild. He’d asked Remi prior if there was any need to repair – had strived to make amends for the fire pooling from his hands, for the monsters he’d had to exterminate and destroy, for the building mauled and extinguished, drowned in the inferno’s abyss. The alchemist had said no, but there were different measures in charge now – which caused the briefest of smiles on his features as he marched down the lane, eyes staring at the bare bones, at the restructuring, at new chances and new opportunities.He saw Auni, and then a billowing crowd of people (somewhat ashamed he’d been late, let that gnarl and scratch over the surface of his mind), all recognizable. Oliver, for the shades of ivory hair and uncertainty seemingly etched along his features, Wessex, the slightest of surprise whittling over his machinations but nothing notched or noteworthy on his face, void of reaction, and Loren, summoner and partaker in assistance too. He nodded to each, before his eyes fell to Kiada, tilting his head, waiting for instructions. His silence was a resolute, steadfast thing – but the piercing slate of his eyes bestowed all she’d require – eager and ready to assist.
with the remains?
DEIMOS
