Deimos
A sigh of relief filtered through him, likely inaudible, at how everything was coming together. For the good of Halo, the people, its citizens, transportation, trade…a welcome accord from the depths of isolation, something to look forward to. Nodding at Ronin’s next, and hopefully final, set of tasks, he figured he could use his might and muscles elsewhere, leaving others to salt and grit.
Passing a smile towards each of his comrades, the Sword then proceeded towards the palace, intending to assist in snagging and collecting the lumber, rope, and crates. From there, he could help in hauling it back to the station.
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Deimos goes to help collect lumber, rope, and crates!
Passing a smile towards each of his comrades, the Sword then proceeded towards the palace, intending to assist in snagging and collecting the lumber, rope, and crates. From there, he could help in hauling it back to the station.
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Deimos goes to help collect lumber, rope, and crates!
it's not the waking, it's the rising
It's the fire it ignites
It's the fire it ignites
