DEIMOS
The sound of iron shots is stuck in my head
The thunder of the drums dictates
The thunder of the drums dictates
Ordinarily, Deimos avoided the Palace unless it was for storing provisions or accessing the skyport. He’d always found it ostentatious, a harsh reminder of days long before with Neron and Zariah; even after coups and destruction, it still held bits and pieces of bitterness.
Now it hardly mattered as much, when they had civilians to assist and damage to undo, with the weight of uncertainty and consternation built so firmly around their hearts. He could maneuver his form around any pretentious building so long as it meant his people were safe and sound.
With supplies gathered, able-bodied individuals (soldiers not already sent on patrol) ready to carry out their machinations, and more and more already beginning to come into the expanse, the Sword turned towards Sah and Noah. “Thank you for coming. I know there is a lot to be done - ,” and he cut himself off mid-trepidation, with a firm nod, because now wasn’t the time to contort under the pressure. They were forged ice and steel and they’d continue to be that way. “So we can start by blocking off sections,” especially in the large and vast open space. “For people, medical attention, food, and the like.”
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This is a PQ+ to establish an emergency shelter in Halo’s Palace. Please post your character arriving, anything they’re bringing, and their next actions.
Currently we need to block off/divide areas for certain things. Supplies are provided and NPCs available.
No post order!
1. Deimos
2. Sah
3. Noah
Now it hardly mattered as much, when they had civilians to assist and damage to undo, with the weight of uncertainty and consternation built so firmly around their hearts. He could maneuver his form around any pretentious building so long as it meant his people were safe and sound.
With supplies gathered, able-bodied individuals (soldiers not already sent on patrol) ready to carry out their machinations, and more and more already beginning to come into the expanse, the Sword turned towards Sah and Noah. “Thank you for coming. I know there is a lot to be done - ,” and he cut himself off mid-trepidation, with a firm nod, because now wasn’t the time to contort under the pressure. They were forged ice and steel and they’d continue to be that way. “So we can start by blocking off sections,” especially in the large and vast open space. “For people, medical attention, food, and the like.”
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This is a PQ+ to establish an emergency shelter in Halo’s Palace. Please post your character arriving, anything they’re bringing, and their next actions.
Currently we need to block off/divide areas for certain things. Supplies are provided and NPCs available.
No post order!
1. Deimos
2. Sah
3. Noah
The rhythm of the falls, the number of dead
The rising of the horns, ahead
The rising of the horns, ahead
