Maea
And time it waits for no one
It heals them when you die
It heals them when you die
Huffing a laugh under breath Maea did a subservient gesture with a hand and tried - and failed - to bow from where she sat. "Your will, is ever, my command, oh great one," she intoned with a nasal twang, exaggerating the accent of the most pompous of Torchline merchants she had come across. "Speak, and you shall be heard. I am, ever, at your beck and call, benevolent master."
Leaving the whole dragon thing alone, her attention was absorbed by the matter of war and priorities. Some tension that had begun to settle in her shoulders drained away, and the girl nodded.
"I know you're not. So that leaves the fact that I want to go where you go. And I suppose that means I will be fighting. Which also means I need to prioritize upgrades with combat capabilities. Offensive and defensive. And above all, I should probably make sure that what I have works to its best ability first, before expanding."
Shifting her head until she could gaze up at the overcast sky, she sought Amun's hand, so the might hold it. "If you got to choose, where would you like me to be, in all this?"
Leaving the whole dragon thing alone, her attention was absorbed by the matter of war and priorities. Some tension that had begun to settle in her shoulders drained away, and the girl nodded.
"I know you're not. So that leaves the fact that I want to go where you go. And I suppose that means I will be fighting. Which also means I need to prioritize upgrades with combat capabilities. Offensive and defensive. And above all, I should probably make sure that what I have works to its best ability first, before expanding."
Shifting her head until she could gaze up at the overcast sky, she sought Amun's hand, so the might hold it. "If you got to choose, where would you like me to be, in all this?"
And soon you are forgotten
A whisper within a sigh
A whisper within a sigh
