Redtail Rise little known facts of strife

sorry

they will command you directly.

typhon felt his tolerance snap.  he bit back the acid fury that revealed itself in the tightening of his jaw as he frosted towards the dark wraith before him.  a storm brewed in his chest that overcast his whole demeanor.

yes. the word struck like lightning through the plain of silence that had gathered between them.

i apologize, i must leave now.  hackles bristling, he turned sharply to imply he held no patience for interjection.  he sought prophet.