empires f a l l when we move the i m m o v a b l e
Only now does some fraction of regret surge anew, and Wessex shakes her head. “I don’t think so. No sign of it this past LongNight. Apparently, a Monster got through the portal, though, and did some damage in Halo… but I’m optimistic that was the last we’ll see of them.” Fingers crossed, at least. The last thing she needs is people bitching about how they’d failed, or whatever. She forces a brief smile and wordlessly agrees to his offers.
The fact is that they do the best they can, but Amun had been a big mover in their family. His loss had been keenly felt, if only by her, and the speed at which things moved. “Not until you’re back to full strength, though.” A half-hearted admonishment, but one she’d try to enforce nonetheless.
“Yes, they’re… well their sole goal seems to be the eradication of the Ascended and the Voice. We managed to get the Voice enough for her to construct a barrier that’ll kill any Order members who try to cross is, but they’ve still got the Dragoons, their soldiers with dragon companions, and Remi. Ronin may not be able to enter, but.. The Order, along with Remi, are our biggest threat right now.” And the Gods and heralds, of course, but they aren’t tangible the way this fucking group is.
“I’ll come back to them. At the next Festival of the Sun, a mysterious voice announced we all had 8 seasons to get our shit together and that we needed to find these… relics… which turned out to be the weapons and tools of the Gods’ champions from the last war. Five have been found. We only have one. One’s a toss up which way the bearer will go… Remi has two and Noah, Vi’s demigod, has one.” Pausing briefly, she channels all the hatred she has for Noah into clenching her jaw and biting her tongue, leaving only a breathless, tight, “Fuck him.” to escape.
The fact is that they do the best they can, but Amun had been a big mover in their family. His loss had been keenly felt, if only by her, and the speed at which things moved. “Not until you’re back to full strength, though.” A half-hearted admonishment, but one she’d try to enforce nonetheless.
“Yes, they’re… well their sole goal seems to be the eradication of the Ascended and the Voice. We managed to get the Voice enough for her to construct a barrier that’ll kill any Order members who try to cross is, but they’ve still got the Dragoons, their soldiers with dragon companions, and Remi. Ronin may not be able to enter, but.. The Order, along with Remi, are our biggest threat right now.” And the Gods and heralds, of course, but they aren’t tangible the way this fucking group is.
“I’ll come back to them. At the next Festival of the Sun, a mysterious voice announced we all had 8 seasons to get our shit together and that we needed to find these… relics… which turned out to be the weapons and tools of the Gods’ champions from the last war. Five have been found. We only have one. One’s a toss up which way the bearer will go… Remi has two and Noah, Vi’s demigod, has one.” Pausing briefly, she channels all the hatred she has for Noah into clenching her jaw and biting her tongue, leaving only a breathless, tight, “Fuck him.” to escape.
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