DEIMOS
There were other options this year for Deepfrost, to ensure safety in their collective numbers, to attempt and strive for less and less casualties. While some of them would stay, himself included, either due to duty, heralds’ tasks, or tradition, the General intended to at least assist in these movements and motions. One more opportunity for them to see off their number in relative safety, compliance, with supplies in check.He’d come with his own sack of necessities, and stood beside Rexanna now, the bag opened, the collected bombardments of steel glinting from within. He prospered a taut, unyielding, rigid stance, ready to hand out and disperse daggers and stilettos, other smaller weapons for defensive purposes. They didn’t know what they might face in Halo, for all the talks and discussions of sanctities, Deimos had also experienced the battering armaments and assaults for himself.
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Deimos is here to hand out weapons to your characters. Take one if you wish!
He was something solid
to lean against
violent and fierce and unmoving
