08-11-2018, 02:11 AM
One Chance
And there was the lovely Melantha. Yes Man did a small bow before straightening up and clearing is throat. "Okay kiddos, I've brought you here for a reason. I'm gonna get straight to the point so I don't keep you here any longer in case you both have things you'd rather be doing. I'm promoting you two to strong arms. It's a secret police kind of thing, so I don't want you telling people about this rank, alright? Oh and, strong arms server as the protectors of us ardents and warpriests. You also serve to gather intel on your fellow clanmates. If someone starts speaking up about overthrowing a leader, it's best to tell or you shall suffer the harsh consequences." He paused to breathe, and in general, waited for them to say something. Anything.
"Each strong arm is to protect their respective warpriest or ardent. I will not force you to protect someone, so choose who you wish to serve." The savannah rumbled as he scratched at his chest, tail flicking back and forth. He wondered whether they were okay with this sudden dump if info. It could prove to be a lot, but he had great faith in both Melantha and Dante. The two seemed quite resourceful, and he'd love to have them on his side rather than against him.
"Each strong arm is to protect their respective warpriest or ardent. I will not force you to protect someone, so choose who you wish to serve." The savannah rumbled as he scratched at his chest, tail flicking back and forth. He wondered whether they were okay with this sudden dump if info. It could prove to be a lot, but he had great faith in both Melantha and Dante. The two seemed quite resourceful, and he'd love to have them on his side rather than against him.
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