Rank and File

The Warlord made his way through the market. He had a point to make his way through it at least once a day. To see what the wolves were crafting, and make himself available for any problems that might arise. This market still felt like a budding creation that needed a little more time to grow.

He was about to make his way past the bar when he saw Malachi idling in the doorway. The Warlord got the impression he was looking for someone. Concerned that Grim might be having some issues, the Warlord angled his path towards the duel-eyed wolf. “Good morning Malachai, everything alright?”


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