Blood In The Water

The Warlord blinked in amusement as he digested this news. In fact, his thoughts wandered to a wild dog himself. Hadn’t one rescued Basilisk when he was younger? He mentally shook away the thought, concentrating on Keahi as she spoke of the Island she had come from - and the position she had held there.

“The Armada always has a need for fighters. Those that would position themselves between danger and those that can not defend themselves is a virtue I respect.” He said, knowing her words gave an indication that she was looking for a home. “Why don't I take you back to the Armada, and you can see for yourself if it's the place for you?” He suggested. He wouldn’t turn down a warrior, and Keahi had already shown a hint of her skills. She didn’t back down against a larger opponent, and took to battle with relish. It would be very easy to consider her his.

"Speech"