The young female Matis warrior dropped her sword, then dropped to her knees, bowed her head then started crying.
"We fought so hard!" she thought. Why have they returned?
She slowly looked up at the mound constructed by kitins of the deep at knoll of Dissent in the forest. It brought sorrow to her heart. A feeling of despair emanated from her that she could not get rid of. Even all of the Kings soldiers have left! Where were they now?
The kitins of the deep have returned, several types running all around attacking homins. Maybe not as many as before, but still, they were very aggresive.
"I thought our solution of planting Rotoas trees on the mounds would work for sure! Those thorns on the roots were a sure solution, and very nasty!"
But apparently they were not. What other solution did the Matis have now?
She was very sceptical of the rangers because she was scared of termites in her forest. But she heard reports of it helping in other areas of Atys, so she comptemplated it for a while.
'If it is the only solution, and it seems to be working, then why should I be opposed?' After all, the rangers helped her out so much In the Starter camp where she first recieved her training. They meant to help us to defend ourselves, not be sinister to us.
If they did something that got out of hand, then all homins would help out to protect against the threat she started to believe. They only meant good for homins.....
Naema left the knoll of dissent to reflect upon her people and the Rotoa tree, the beautiful flower that so adorned her apartment, and why it wasn't working on the kitin mounds. It had such thorny roots! It was so hard to keep alive as a house-plant. She wanted another so bad to nurture.
She wanted to know more about Ser Erminantius's research also because she wanted to help, but alas, she was not a vassal nor a noble. She decided to keep on helping the Matis in any way possible if they wanted help.
In the mean time, she decided to keep a wary eye upon the Masters of the Goo. This idea kept creeping inside her for some reason....'A goo weapon....? What can we craft with Goo...?'
She tried to dismiss it, but she was Matis after all
"I must learn more!" She thought.....
"We fought so hard!" she thought. Why have they returned?
She slowly looked up at the mound constructed by kitins of the deep at knoll of Dissent in the forest. It brought sorrow to her heart. A feeling of despair emanated from her that she could not get rid of. Even all of the Kings soldiers have left! Where were they now?
The kitins of the deep have returned, several types running all around attacking homins. Maybe not as many as before, but still, they were very aggresive.
"I thought our solution of planting Rotoas trees on the mounds would work for sure! Those thorns on the roots were a sure solution, and very nasty!"
But apparently they were not. What other solution did the Matis have now?
She was very sceptical of the rangers because she was scared of termites in her forest. But she heard reports of it helping in other areas of Atys, so she comptemplated it for a while.
'If it is the only solution, and it seems to be working, then why should I be opposed?' After all, the rangers helped her out so much In the Starter camp where she first recieved her training. They meant to help us to defend ourselves, not be sinister to us.
If they did something that got out of hand, then all homins would help out to protect against the threat she started to believe. They only meant good for homins.....
Naema left the knoll of dissent to reflect upon her people and the Rotoa tree, the beautiful flower that so adorned her apartment, and why it wasn't working on the kitin mounds. It had such thorny roots! It was so hard to keep alive as a house-plant. She wanted another so bad to nurture.
She wanted to know more about Ser Erminantius's research also because she wanted to help, but alas, she was not a vassal nor a noble. She decided to keep on helping the Matis in any way possible if they wanted help.
In the mean time, she decided to keep a wary eye upon the Masters of the Goo. This idea kept creeping inside her for some reason....'A goo weapon....? What can we craft with Goo...?'
She tried to dismiss it, but she was Matis after all
"I must learn more!" She thought.....