Mumma please

Ignita let his words sink in. There were too many unknowns and too many moving pieces to know anything for certain. She thought perhaps she could send a letter? No... nothing she did would help anything at this point. She was backed into a corner and felt like every move was the wrong one.

"Bas, I'm at a loss. I can't think, I can't even breathe. Every choice there is... there are too many unknowns... Currently, we don't have a war from his trespass, but we have been requested for a practice raid. This is going to take me a few days to work on. What will we need to be prepared for a raid?" She asked, trying to get a handle on what they could control. She had never been the best at thinking things on the fly and this had been such a blow that she couldn't even grasp anything plausible that would fix anything at all.

"Basilisk" | "Ignita"