Progress Report

Artorias couldn't agree with Ulric more. The feast hall was looking incredible, they had plenty of food for everyone and then some, and it was all thank to the combined efforts of the pack. He couldn't be prouder of the Hallows. "This is the first major event we'll be having since we lost my mother. I really want everything to go well, for everyone. I want everyone to remember the way we felt last year, when we were all like a family." More than anything, Artorias wanted to bring the Hallows back to the way it had felt under Resin's leadership. He still felt a rift between some of the wolves in the pack; it was his goal to recreate that tight knit family his mother had created the pack with. Camaraderie would return to the Hallows and they would return to the roots of his mother's vision, but under his guidance and leadership. Sirius had once told him that he was the best of them, and though Artorias had rejected the overzealous compliment out of humility, he sincerely hoped the Warlord was correct. He would need to be to achieve the lofty goals he aimed for.

Ulric seemed genuinely taken aback by Artorias' thanks, but accepted it as an honor regardless. "It's been our honor to follow you," he remarked, giving Ulric a small smile. He winced and rubbed his jaw with a paw, feeling an ache in his jaw and teeth that had only recently started. Hopefully it would pass on its own, otherwise he'd have to pay Gwynevere a visit. Ulric didn't miss the opportunity to turn the flattery around on the young alpha, and his words came close to bringing misting tears to Artorias' amber eyes. All he'd ever wanted was for his parents to be proud of him and to bring honor and respect to his family. Hearing Ulric say how proud she would be of the man he had become... it was validating in ways he never knew he needed. Even though he'd lost his sword, his most precious possession, the gift from his late mother that had been her token of confidence in him. "Thank you, Ulric. I really hope you're right. I'm just trying my best."

Turning his focus to a more serious topic, Artorias looked over across the plains, then looked back to Ulric again. "Have you noticed any strange occurrences happening around Auster lately, usually at night?" he asked, leaving the question open to see if Ulric had encountered any of the frightful things he and Bowen had seen out on the plains that night.

"Artorias Carpathius" | "Corbin" | "Argent"