MORGAN
They won't stop our evolution.
Who do you think we are?
Who do you think we are?
Aisha had started young, as Morgan herself had; her father had been very keen that she learn how to defend herself and fight as soon as she was old enough to hold a sword, and by her mid teens she had been more capable than most of the guard at the time. "I see. And you're sure that this is what you want to do? Protect and serve?" This was a question she used to ask every new recruit, to assess the answer in their faces, to see if this was truly their calling or merely a passing dream.
She didn't have any time for those without commitment.
She nodded, tight lipped, at the consolations, though couldn't help the thought that they would be better suited for the families bereft of their loved ones, who had been lost under her care. The willingness Aisha showed to still show up, still be a part of the guard was admirable, though hopefully it didn't speak to foolhardiness. "Since then I have been working hard to upgrade our Citadel's defenses. So that something like that doesn't have to happen again. We have been working with Gods to obtain magical protections and benefits to help as well. I hope that in a year, Halo will be the safest place in Caido."
She didn't have any time for those without commitment.
She nodded, tight lipped, at the consolations, though couldn't help the thought that they would be better suited for the families bereft of their loved ones, who had been lost under her care. The willingness Aisha showed to still show up, still be a part of the guard was admirable, though hopefully it didn't speak to foolhardiness. "Since then I have been working hard to upgrade our Citadel's defenses. So that something like that doesn't have to happen again. We have been working with Gods to obtain magical protections and benefits to help as well. I hope that in a year, Halo will be the safest place in Caido."
Fight against your execution.
Who do you think we are?
Who do you think we are?
