Moonspear seal team sixty-nine sexecuting the hit

Verx blinked softly down at his son as he sat, not minding in the least. He was half-inclined to do the same; it had been a long journey, after all. But he remained standing, listening to what Hydra had to say. And boy. . .did she have some things to stay.

He, too, was shocked to hear that Aure had been struck by lightning. His mouth fell open, only to snap promptly shut as the woman gave the second part of the story. A rustle by his side, and Drago was taking off fast; he caught a brief glimpse of the boy's face and felt his heart shatter. All the while, his own mouth had twisted into an ugly scowl.

This is obviously a surprise to us, Vercingetorix responded, voice heavy, dark. His rage crackled through him like, lmao, lightning, ironically enough. He struggled to maintain his own composure in front of Moonspear's leader. He followed Hydra's indication of direction, staring that way for a long moment, then toward his son in the near distance, then down to Isi, then back to Hydra.

Man, what a clusterfuck. Surprise surprise, Verx and Aure were back at it again being terrible parents.

Thank you for letting us know, he said, the weight upon his shoulders now nearly unbearable. I. . .I'm not sure what to do next. The riverlands are flooding. The ground won't stop shaking. I've got family in the south, but— Drago got injured recently. He can't go very far, very fast.

There were a lot of questions to be answered. Before that, though, they just needed a place to lay their heads.