look what I found

The Warlord was down by the ocean, examining the moon and debating the continguinces he could set up for the safety of the Armada when Azure’s howl called out for him. He glared upwards at the sky once more time, before shaking his head and turning away. Trotting up the beach and hopping over the back onto the grassy territory.

From there it was a straight shot to the center of the Plains and his son. He arrived to find a stranger seated, chewing silently, and his son looking for his arrival. “Azure, what can I do for you?” he asked, glancing towards the stranger. Hmmm. a new member? Or the slave he had tasked his son with procuring and training as a chance to model his teaching techniques?


"Speech"