Calling out for you

After speaking to Aris, the Warlord had a deal to make good on. Instead of scrambling about in search of a healer in the wilderness the Warlord would let his voice do the searching for him. He moved just outside the Armada territory, and tossed back his head. Letting his deep, rich voice cry out into the late morning sun.

He didn’t anticipate the first try having any success, but he would search until he found what he was looking for. His cry called out, asking for any healers to offer their knowledge to the Warlord for a time. His cry eventually dyed out, and, falling silent, he fell into a waiting stance. Here was to hoping that anyone would hear his call.


"Sirius Fatalis"