[PQ+] the scale of ambition

DEIMOS And in your darkest hour, I hold secrets flame Supplies and tools at the ready, amongst and amidst a horde of people, but perhaps not enough for what they wanted to accomplish. With plans moving forward, the Sword nodded at their requests, accords, and agreements, eyes sweeping over what they’d already snagged, and what would be required to start. “If two of you would like to get the other provisions,” considering sand, gravel, and the making and moving of cement, “Someone else and myself can start working on the ground.” He glanced at them again, brow arching by way of question but not concerned with who decided to go where, before he turned and began implementing incantations. Mastered Earth portions first, attempting to churn the layers of ice and frozen loam underneath the surface, in efforts to make the foundation proportions easier to work with. -- Deimos makes suggestions, then starts using his Mastered Earth to start working at the ground. master of nothing place; of recoil and grace