01-08-2021, 07:48 PM
CAUSE EVEN BLOOD WILL RUN, LIKE THE TEARS OF A SAINT !
"Ladies, ladies, let's not set the entire swamp on fire, yeah?"
Admittedly, Arrow had not the slightest idea how she felt about the Glades, not yet. She never really, how would she put it...got out there lately. Even back in the day, she wasn't what one would call an ambassador. She was still putting together bits and pieces of what had taken place in her absence, and as of now, it was the Coalition, her homeland being overrun by invaders who used what they pleased, and that this second player was involved in the slaughter. What she did not know, not yet, was what had happened to Salvia. Everything made her dizzy all at once, and precious memories crawled up from the depths of her Hell to taunt her with their similarities. How much her people had suffered in their own borders. Supposedly, now, the Pitt was no longer their threat, and would not be attacked on sight. But she did not think she could ever see them again without curling her lip over her teeth in primal distress.
Arrow took her place next to Elsweyr, squinting at the basket offering from Medusa. It was a nice offer, admittedly, even if the source was...bittersweet. If that was what she was going with. "I'm missin' a lot of history here, man, y'all did what now?"
"Ladies, ladies, let's not set the entire swamp on fire, yeah?"
Admittedly, Arrow had not the slightest idea how she felt about the Glades, not yet. She never really, how would she put it...got out there lately. Even back in the day, she wasn't what one would call an ambassador. She was still putting together bits and pieces of what had taken place in her absence, and as of now, it was the Coalition, her homeland being overrun by invaders who used what they pleased, and that this second player was involved in the slaughter. What she did not know, not yet, was what had happened to Salvia. Everything made her dizzy all at once, and precious memories crawled up from the depths of her Hell to taunt her with their similarities. How much her people had suffered in their own borders. Supposedly, now, the Pitt was no longer their threat, and would not be attacked on sight. But she did not think she could ever see them again without curling her lip over her teeth in primal distress.
Arrow took her place next to Elsweyr, squinting at the basket offering from Medusa. It was a nice offer, admittedly, even if the source was...bittersweet. If that was what she was going with. "I'm missin' a lot of history here, man, y'all did what now?"