Arick had only been in the Hollowed Grounds for a very short time and already he was learning so much about this new world he was living in now. It was almost as if he was brand new to magic again, though it still felt weird this place was being led by someone who called those use magic Destined, and now a formal army? Arick really wasn't one to get involved in physical altercations with others, he much preferred diplomacy.
Nevertheless, he waited for the various people to sign up before he chose to do so. It was interesting seeing someone get in trouble for simply using "Abandoned" versus "Destined," and in Arick's mind he could tell he would not like this leader, especially because in his world men were required to sign up for the draft, so this was basically the same thing.
He thought in his mind, "Ugh, I'll just sign up and get it over with. Besides, I'm tired of hearing her voice..."
With a blank expression on his face, Arick walked up and quickly penned his information, walking off without even waiting to be acknowledged.
Arick Fonteneux, 30, Destined
Nevertheless, he waited for the various people to sign up before he chose to do so. It was interesting seeing someone get in trouble for simply using "Abandoned" versus "Destined," and in Arick's mind he could tell he would not like this leader, especially because in his world men were required to sign up for the draft, so this was basically the same thing.
He thought in his mind, "Ugh, I'll just sign up and get it over with. Besides, I'm tired of hearing her voice..."
With a blank expression on his face, Arick walked up and quickly penned his information, walking off without even waiting to be acknowledged.
Arick Fonteneux, 30, Destined
