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[godsandbats]

If you think you’re going to become a danger to others during this upcoming mission, what precautions are you taking?

Comments

[quibblingfunctionary]

To hold your leash, of course. I am Sleipnir, of house Harbard, Lord Commander of His Majesty’s Armies. Simply put, if need be I would knock you out and carry you around.

[godsandbats]

Noted. Maybe next time if or when a similar situation arises again.

[Yes, depending on the circumstances, Kirk really would be okay with being knocked out]

[quibblingfunctionary]

Very well. Be you willing to give a description of yourself? This way if I see you in the fog I can determine if I need to lend aid or not.

[Sleipnir would consider that wise, given the circumstances this place dishes out.]

Video

[godsandbats]

[Kirk switched from audio only to video, revealing himself to be an unusually pale man with red goggles and slicked back black hair. He also briefly pulls down his goggles to reveal red eyes]

Hopefully it doesn’t come down to doing that.

Video

[quibblingfunctionary]

[Sleipnir switches to video as well, revealing a man who is also pale, but not overly so. He has silvery-white hair, half of which is in a braid, the other half wild and free. His eyes are a violet sapphire and he looks young for someone in control of an entire Kingdom's army. His arms are crossed and his body is lean, but he also exudes a comfortable confidence which speaks of years won rather than some over-compensation.]

Hopefully not, but if the last mission is anything to go by I would not count my chocobos.