The Sentinels no roots

"Well, thank you," Embry was happy to see that Ford found his question agreeable. It was true that he was intent on learning more about Stormrift and its way of life. The ranks were aptly derived, considering the origins within which they were sequestered. But there was more than just the gods that caught his ear. 

"Ally to the titans, eh?" He shifted in the sand, managing to shake a few kernels from his pelt. The change in scenery still came as a shock to Embry, who had for so long dreamed of the shore. It was all he could do not to roll in it, but in such company, he was sure to maintain an earnest composure. 

"When you said you were leader earlier, you mentioned them... Do you believe in these gods and titans?" He looked out at the ocean swells with veneration in his eyes. "Indeed, it seems they could be the only cause for such a powerful force."