Of Ranks, Risk, & Rush
CloudsFall: West End They all saw them now, the figures, and Kodlaa gave a leery hum. Siin also walked with a much more guarded stride as both lots walked to the western outskirts of Cloudsfall, neither acknowledging the other. As they loosed familiarities and walked in more of an order for combat advantage, Siin tried to continue normally with conversation but this ever present shadow of slim figures was beginning to make him stutter. Percival decided the nervous-new were going to soon bring attention to them and he spoke. “Dead Ranks.” Siin sighed fully now and went on with his conversation smoothly. There was so much fog here he hadn't recognized the figures as the fighting fox-women he’d been introduced to sometime back. Siin tapped the girls to relax. Halycind made her mind known.
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