When You Reach the Clouds... What Then? [Patrol]

She offered a lighthearted huff as he barked of laughter, a light roll of her eyes. “I swear these lands get stranger and stranger every time we speak, Cairo.” First it was armor, and now plants eating armor! Seriously, perhaps she should leave and return to the normal of her homeland… not that she could. She did not want to face certain death; returning to the lands from whence she came was a death sentence if she had ever heard one, and a luxury she would not afford herself.

She looked around, and had been focusing on the craftsmanship of the wall when his question came through. She hummed softly as she tried to pinpoint exactly what she had done. “Mostly adventuring. I had some soul searching left to do, things I still hadn’t quite worked out in my own head.” She offered, to which Carlys offered a short chortle of agreement. “I explored some of the other lands… and Carlys and I were working on our fighting tactics quite a bit.” She remembered being so perplexed at the thought of her companions fighting alongside her. “It was a coincidence when I stumbled upon Aurielle. She was up north by the Falls, mourning, and yet even in her mourning she was so kind, offered me a place here and some more advice.” She’d found the Spirit had a good listening ear, and had helped her resolve some of her inner turmoil. “I looked for my siblings a bit too… after the coup, we were all scattered. I have no idea if some of them made it out alive, and I guess I might have to settle for never knowing.”