[PQ] with all its might

DEIMOS And in your darkest hour, I hold secrets flame Days later, the Sword carved his wake into the barracks again. No subtleties to the way he stood now – the recruits and soldiers knew, understood, with several glances and defined brows. Schedules were drawn up, trainings posted, routines and drills to be conducted, and while some might have gritted their teeth and clenched their jaw, they assembled as expected. Others clambered with open arms, and things were the same again. Whole. Renewed. They would be better. Now, there was only maintenance to be conducted. The building still stood well, but there were things that had slid by the wayside, including detriments to organization, the armory, the targets were an outright mess (nothing had been repaired or altered in the time he’d been exiled), and he wanted to ensure the rest of the hall ran smoothly, efficiently, rather than haphazardly. So, he scrawled a note along the notice board asking for any assistance, snagged a few newcomers who could use some demonstration of proper care and upkeep of such an enterprise, and stoked a few of the braziers’ fires; ensuring they were all up to par. Anyone seeking him out would find him already outlining the agenda amongst the training grounds – putting it all down to a list in charcoal. -- This is an open PQ to refurbish the barracks! We’ll have some NPCs to help! Come on in and we’ll get started! 1. Talyson 2. Amun 3. -- master of nothing place; of recoil and grace

my whole life is mine, but whoever says so will deprive me,

for it is infinite.

Perhaps it was unwise of Amun to venture into Halo with the change of leadership. However, he at least took some precautions: the potter used his camouflage square on his face to completely alter his features. He still had the same skin tone, of course, but he created the most boring and unremarkable appearance he could. That, combined with the layers he bundled himself up in should serve as a suitable disguise.

His goal had been to scout out the situation, see how the Halovians were reacting to the new Warden and any news that might've filtered in from Stormbreak. However, when he discovered that Deimos was once again refurbishing the barracks, the opportunity had been too good to pass up. So the potter made his way over, nodding at those already present. Milling about in the small crowd that gathered, he waited for further instruction.

by being moved I exert my empire,

making the dreams of night real

AMUN

Sah

When Sah heard that Deimos was back in his role as General, it was a huge relief. Despite his best efforts, it been nigh impossible to get war preparations underway under Morgan's rule. She'd been hesitant to defy her own neutrality and it had resulted in Halo making almost no preparations to protect itself.

With Deimos now returning as General and Noah finally Warden, they could finally get to work. And so, when he noticed Deimos' notice, Sah made sure to make the time to help out. As he arrived, Sah grinned at Deimos, "Hello General. Congratulations." He was sure that the Sword was happy to be back in his rightful role, just as much as Halo was happy to have him take it back.

Sah then took notice of the newcomer with a furrowed brow. "I don't believe we've met? I'm Sah." He addressed Amun curiously. There had been a recent influx of people moving to Halo so it wasn't too surprising to see a new face. Maybe a little surprising to see them already helping out, but not to a suspicious degree.

My soul is in the sky
-William Shakespeare