Duskfire Glacier You broke your oath, you lost your ties

Artok, was strong, because he had to be. There was not much else for him to do, but be strong. If he wasn't, he'd bend and break. Then where would that leave him, shattered. So he fought hard to keep that upper lip stiff. Tilting his head he looked around the place, fighting to memorize everything. Though it hurt, had he been human, there would have been a fine sheen of sweat across his brow.

He nodded in agreement. They did and he wouldn't let anyone change that. He would stand up to all that stood in their way, and he would take them down a peg. He would make sure he was a force to be reckoned with.