Yoohoo

Gilgamesh busied himself with tidying up what he could of the isle. Thankfully the others in the pack had been helpful, but until the youngins were fully grown or they got some real muscle to help, moving the bigger things would have to wait. For now, the dilapidated building wasn't looking so... dilapidated anymore. Invasive vines had been removed for the time being, broken glass swept away, and any major debris taken down to the shore to be burnt. Not as homey as the ship, but he hoped one day it would be.

In the middle of pushing a large chunk of concrete out of a doorway, he paused at the sound of a call. Gil listened for a moment until his barn owl, Erish, fluttered in from an opening in the ceiling. "A female requests your attention. She came from the northwest," Erish's hooting vocals resolved his worries. This caller was not the first and she wouldn't be the last. Setting the piece off to the side as much as he could, Gil gave his coat a shake and made his way to the border. Having enough respect to not leave the mystery female waiting, the Raid King arrived promptly.

Stopping feet from the monochrome gal, he glanced at her, her companions, and her offering before speaking. "What service can I be of to you?" His rumbling tone is relaxed as he allows his own posture to remain loose and curious.

"speech"