Date: 2024-08-19 01:22 am (UTC)
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The elezen adjusts as Aymeric settles with him, listening: no clink of chain mail or metal filigree, no rustle of silk. His vision - such as it is - does not deceive him, then. The question that follows, though, is no less than he would expect of the Lord Commander.

When Gwyneire answers, he does not stiffen or affect aught less than that warm, soft tone, but still there is something in the cadence of his speech that speaks to a man reporting to his superior. He wasn't bred into it, perhaps, but he has had plenty of experience of late. "They see regular action, though little outside of the norm," he answers. "The number of sky pirates have dwindled with the increase in laborers on the isles; I can only assume they've decided if aught of value were to be dug up, either it would have been found by now, or the pirates would be discovered ere they found what they sought. Mostly, now, it is curtailing beast- and vilekin that overpopulate and wander beyond their territory, thus threatening the miners and botanists."
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