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Alright, so with the necessary questions out of the way, the General gestures with both arms to the Barracks, as if to say what do I do with this? They’d talked about the changes they wanted to make to it - a higher ceiling, out of stone, and taking away the dormitories. So it wasn’t really a Barracks anymore, but an office, an internal training ring, and an armory. “I was thinking…” she begins, stepping into the old building proper, and then starting to walk along the long perimeter. “That we keep the indoor training area most as it was, but with higher ceilings. And maybe expand it a bit.” It would be one hell of an endeavor, but the family is strong and resourceful. She marks out how big it ought to be - big enough for them to try and fight a mythical shift inside, and stands at the edge of what would be the new building, looking at Azrael for their opinion.
No, I’ll be the stone
I’ll be the hunter, a tower that casts the shade
I lie awake and watch it all
I’ll be the hunter, a tower that casts the shade
I lie awake and watch it all
