I carried my own ashes to the mountains
As time would have it, his eyes flickered towards the door just as the hunters entered. The reason for his being here at all – given the parameters of the guild, Halo, and any noteworthy information necessary for the future. Nodding at them, the Sword turned back to Sah, beginning to make his departure. “Good luck with both of them,” was uttered with the smallest of smiles, before rising from his chair. “I must attend another meeting. Take care. Let me know if you come up with anything new.” And with that, Deimos bid as he promised, pushing his chair back into place and maneuvering around tables to tend to the next task ahead.
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DEIMOS
