The hallway is a bitch
Gilgamesh
Modesty
Storm Herald
Master Navigator (306)
Master Intellectual (260)
Fleet-footed
Professor
5 Years
Female
62
NachoMumma
Modesty hadn't expected him to be so open to leaving the islands. It certainly had its uses in taking the heat off them with the leadership change, if she continued to reach out and put the other leaders at ease, it might help to make a move to the mainland more palatable to the other packs. Her head tipped at the mention of the knolls and she drew out a line to the east, "It would put us border to border with Heiðinn, I recently met with their leader, I said we'd come visit before winter, nobody wants to raid a mountain in the winter. He seemed favourable to the idea, we upped the stakes by a barrel of our best to one of theirs."
She then marked out the regions Deluge had let her know of other packs. "Deluge mentioned a pack over this way led by a purple woman, Avacyn? Let her out of freezing herself to death when she tried to swim from Ardens Glacies to Alias Island, I've yet to call on them." The other she drew a question mark over to the south of the first, "I feel like these ones have some relation to the Armada, I will ask Dread when they get back from their little errand."
She also marked out an area just north of the battlefield, "Not to mention the Armada is right there, handy for Jael and Kenway if they want to sell their wares at the markets, but a great temptation..." she teased her not-husband with a knowing smile.It did set her to sighing though, perhaps it was all a bit crowded to consider branching so far out. Pehaps the fern gulley was their best shot, and they'd only be reaching out towards Ashen, where her Uncle now ruled. "Perhaps it is worth considering looking to the west?" Perhaps the reason there was space out that way was because it was a barren wasteland, "The goats came from the moor, I'm sure they'd cope just fine going back, but we would be very close to Uncle Chi."
As for absorbing Avalon, Modesty perked up a little, it certainly would make things a little less crowded... "I thought you liked their leader," she teased Gil with a pout and then a smirk. "I don't doubt you are capable, but how do you want to go about it? Excuse me Miss, I've come to claim your orchard?" It was a risky move to make, but they were farmers, and the Raiders needed capable, industrious hands. She was interested to hear what Gil had in mind.
"speech"
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