Fearless

Dai 7 shō

“I’m the reason we got attacked, that’s why they left me.” Krom bawled. “You’re not the reason, it’s them damn extremists.” Parly replied, soothingly. “I-I was told to give these to you.” Krom sniffled, unrolling a parcel revealing a multitude of weaponry. “Here, I believe this was left for you big guy.” Einkapf said, pulling an enormous warhammer from the parcel. “My first hammer, they really didn’t need to.” Krom stuttered before bursting into tears. “Interesting, they built these tailor made for each of our forms and preferences, despite never knowing us before.” Parly exclaimed, noting that there was no doubt what belonged to who. A jagged katana and some fire mage cards for Einkapf, a multitude of  mage cards for Parly, twin extravagant spears for the dragonkin knights, thunder and draco mage cards for Iris, a regular sword for Claremont, and finally, an intricately carved set of daggers, featuring the goddess Hefira’s symbol embellished into the guards. Noticing these, Iris started giggling. “Looks like you impressed them quite a bit, being favored by a goddess and all.” She said. Rue’s face flushed and they turned away, carefully fingering the intricate design of Hefira’s symbol etched into the guards of the daggers. “The cyclops’ are likely heading for the same place we are, the place where exiles gather.” Rue said simply