@badassbarmaid || Discovered the HIGH COMMANDER
FIERCE WAS THE heat of which bore down upon the outpost - the Disc of Cauthess a reasonable distance from one’s position but it did little to filter out the warmth, instead only worsening it. With the forecast forbidding rain and the next number of days timetabled within Lestallum and it's surrounding blockades, the High Commander could do nary more than accept his temporary fate and simply trudge on through. WITH THREE HUMAN soldiers (including himself) and a good dozen of the Magitek variety, the blockade was perfectly manned and protected, the Empire and its leaders ever paranoid regarding the recent attacks upon such defences. Did Ravus himself not believe his time was spent better elsewhere? Of course, he did - and perhaps it was that in which contributed to his sour mood so much as to escalate it. “Are your eyes so torpid that they lack the vision necessary to see the colossal blockade before them?!” Firm, forceful, assertive. The Commander eyed the female with disdain and agitation as he approached, swiftly; the clink of his armoured boots sounding each time a foot fell upon the concrete. “State your business and reasoning. Now.”
