12-27-2021, 10:21 AM
appear weak when you are strong, and strong when you are weak.
Ah, good old Helice. Rezza doesn’t even have to find the General before she’s come with news from her scouts. Helice, in many respects, makes Rezza’s job far easier. A good general makes all the difference, after all. Helice doesn’t bring much news, though she brings more than any of them actually knew at least. Beqanna. Rezza just shakes her head slightly, indicating that she’s never heard of it either. It was not a land that existed in their world or in their history or even in their stories, and trust her, she’d been schooled on all of it when she was young. Though her brother had been the important one, Rezza’s parents had certainly made sure she was ready for wherever her life may lead. Little did they know she’d be the only one to survive this long. That may or may not be a good thing, but it’s irrelevant now. She’s here, and they aren’t.Rezza waits, letting Tsilutsuli speak her mind first. The Queen gives instructions, looking for answers to questions that they all have. When she is done, Rezza adds the little bit she’s been able to glean on her own. “The ruins are here, now a part of their land but still unmistakably familiar. I met a few of them though I was unable to get much information before returning here. They glowed, much like many of us do. I did not learn if they have any other powers though.” Still, she suspects they do. They seem too much like Baltians to be like the other animals. They were more than just pretty to look at, but what she does not know is what it means for them, for Baltia. What she needs to figure out is how they can use this to their advantage.
REZZA