Like father like son

The Warlord had noticed Stratum’s interest in the armoury. He was far from the expert that Ruga was, but the Warlord had crafted many of his own weapons and armour pieces over the years. Keen to build upon his boy's interest the Warlord pulled out some supplies. Wires, leather and the like. Enough to start some fundamental understanding of crafting.

This done, Sirius lifted his head and called out to Stratum. Wondering how much trouble the little wolf would have in following the sound of the call. Of course, Marshal was with him. The bird would always help guide him if needed. Settling in, the Warlord waited. Wondering where this interest might take his son in the years to come.


"Speech"