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02-13-2015, 04:58 PM
Archibald moved into the crowd, Loretta and Macaria in tow, eyes open to engulf the sights before him. His mind was clicking, churning, gears moving and whirling to life. His comrades seemed to want to herd the deer. So, herd the deer they would. "We can get them. Loretta and the dragons can herd. The deer will want to run away from them, they're predators." He stated simply, moving to stand tall and broad at Destrier's side. He gave each around him a nod in turn, ears flicking to hear the demi-god child speak. Archibald regarded her as the other spoke--who was she?--and he nodded. "In the aftermath of the Moon Goddess' actions, perhaps the Earth God is focusing on unity. There are not four arks, there is one. One for the whole of Helovia. Herds have been mashed together in partnerships, outcasts thrown in the mixture as well. What we do now is focus on that--unity." The Dauntless had been mulling these thoughts over since the tasks had begun.
@[Macaria]
@[Macaria]
I've been known for my hate,
but I'm a dealer of simple choices;
for me it's never too late.
please tag me
