DEIMOS
the ocean does not apologize for its depth
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
and the mountains do not seek forgiveness
Nodding at Willis’s decision, the Sword opened the door of the guild hall, intending to step outside and head towards his next destination – being the barracks, with multitudes of training and instruction to coincide and supervise. Seeing as how the mercenary was agreeable to working with Mr. Took, despite the warnings, Deimos shrugged and snorted, mildly amused by the statement. “True.” At least with ningos one didn’t have to fear losing their life; though they probably ought to be prepared for irritation.
Arching his brow again, and waiting for anything else, he gave a firm nod. “Let me know if you need any assistance. I will be at the barracks.” Further down the road, assisting with the soldiers and warriors of the Citadel.
Arching his brow again, and waiting for anything else, he gave a firm nod. “Let me know if you need any assistance. I will be at the barracks.” Further down the road, assisting with the soldiers and warriors of the Citadel.
for the space they take
and so, neither shall I
and so, neither shall I
