Deimos
Peeling away his gloves and snagging at a few of the journals from the library, he was proceeding downstairs, back into the main portions, when he heard others begin entering. Brow raised, he glanced from his point along the threshold, managing a modest smile as Noah came in – uttering a comment in exchange. “Thank you.” The guild needed his time and efforts too – ensuring the Sword always had something to do. Maybe this was how he’d avoided being taken apart by grief, anguish, and the trauma eternally kept in his skull – alongside the people he cherished.
Making his way towards the main room, the inquiry matched previous thoughts, snagging at the Sentinel’s familial changes. “How is Cordelia doing?”
And thereafter came Sah – and though Deimos was surprised Talyson hadn’t burst in first with his usual bluster and impulsivity, the Sword would take it. Purposefully bumping shoulders with the Thunder too, Deimos snagged a note of correspondence, unfolding it before their eyes – a series of hastily jotted down records. “Hence why I asked some of you to come.” Pausing, he glanced back down at the parchment. “And though there are many, I thought we should start with those new around Halo.” Pointing towards the minuscule observations, he recited from what he’d been told. “Hunters said they went into the Hollowed Forest and saw man-sized spiders. Did not get very close,” as he was certain all of them could imagine why. “But it would be good to know if they are a threat to our citizens.” And if so, how to eliminate them. Glancing back at them, he arched his brow, waiting for either refusal or acceptance. “You would only need to go and observe, if you are both willing.”
Making his way towards the main room, the inquiry matched previous thoughts, snagging at the Sentinel’s familial changes. “How is Cordelia doing?”
And thereafter came Sah – and though Deimos was surprised Talyson hadn’t burst in first with his usual bluster and impulsivity, the Sword would take it. Purposefully bumping shoulders with the Thunder too, Deimos snagged a note of correspondence, unfolding it before their eyes – a series of hastily jotted down records. “Hence why I asked some of you to come.” Pausing, he glanced back down at the parchment. “And though there are many, I thought we should start with those new around Halo.” Pointing towards the minuscule observations, he recited from what he’d been told. “Hunters said they went into the Hollowed Forest and saw man-sized spiders. Did not get very close,” as he was certain all of them could imagine why. “But it would be good to know if they are a threat to our citizens.” And if so, how to eliminate them. Glancing back at them, he arched his brow, waiting for either refusal or acceptance. “You would only need to go and observe, if you are both willing.”
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