DEIMOS
The sound of iron shots is stuck in my head
The thunder of the drums dictates
The thunder of the drums dictates
“I think there are many like yourself,” willing to explore, to see the new sights, flora, fauna, the world had to offer, or eager to liberate themselves from lands they’d already discovered and known for so long. “Especially after the war.” Where kingdoms and sovereignties had shifted, pulled apart, become something new and unfamiliar all over again. “A lot of change was brought on,” not just the impacts of Ancients, old gods, or new ones dissolved; but of the vast terrain and holdings unfurling before them.
Handing back her journal, he tilted his head again. “I do. I know we can always use additions to our guild libraries,” for those yearning to fill bounties, or learn more locations for different subjects. “You can probably find them in any of the large, settled lands, like Torchline, Halo, and others.”
Handing back her journal, he tilted his head again. “I do. I know we can always use additions to our guild libraries,” for those yearning to fill bounties, or learn more locations for different subjects. “You can probably find them in any of the large, settled lands, like Torchline, Halo, and others.”
The rhythm of the falls, the number of dead
The rising of the horns, ahead
The rising of the horns, ahead
