Deimos
Dare we know the halo's hanging low
Considering how they were already implementing portions to the wall, and could do several other projects around Halo without disrupting or sending others off, Deimos was more inclined to the assets as well. “We will be working on the wall. Did we have anything else we wanted to do to improve anything before Deepfrost?” There was always the jail cells, implementation of storage…”But I agree on harvesting more resources. If necessary, we can do more regional upgrades come spring,” especially depending on what might occur in their hazardous climate in the upcoming seasons. On another thought, he jotted down another notation. “What were our thoughts on mageglass?” And venturing into the Fangs for it once more?Speaking with other regions, besides congratulatory letters, hadn’t occurred from the Sword. The Grounds was due to be Noah’s forte, so he arched a brow in the Sentinel’s direction, having heard nothing on alterations in leadership there. “Have we heard anything from the Greatwood either?”
Trade from Torchline might be intriguing, uncertain on how they’d barter back and forth, but worth the thought and attempt. “We can see if they are interested.”
As for the stony region lingering in the air, he snagged at some parchment tucked away on the desk, and gave one to each of them. “Speaking of Stormbreak, Sohalia made me a map of the region. So I copied some for both of you,” with a wry grin, very proud of himself.
