>>5703457>“Perhaps I could have worded it better…”“The rank and file are welcome to grumble and question the sanity of their commander. It’s a tradition of every army, and one that’s as old as time. What’s important is that they’ll be ready to fight tomorrow if called upon, and they are.”
>“What are your thoughts on everything?”“Things…could be better.” She takes a swig of her bottle. “These raiders managed to find us at a most inopportune time, as raiders typically tend to do. We’re hanging by a thin thread, but it’s also an opportunity. If you can navigate us out of this and lead us to victory in these stupid trials…it may just be enough to reverse our fortunes and morale. You’ll need to be extremely cautious around this Leif character. Assuming we can trust him, he’s been exceedingly generous with the information he fed to Ronan. But don’t forget what he is. That he’s made it to Conand with that large a host behind him implies he’s already gone raiding through Gautier, Itha and Fraldarius. They’ve likely been killing and pillaging the entire way, and it doesn’t seem as if he intends to stop here. He’s playing nice now because he needs us to rid him of Maeve, but keep your guard up, and don’t make any stupid emotional decisions. Ultimately, we’re here to fight Agarthans, not Sreng.”
>You take a seat next to your sworn sister, steal the bottle and take a swig for yourself. “Thank you, Corrine. That was…succinct.”She snorts. “I miss the days when I was the one fixing to fight, and you were the level-headed one advising caution.”
>“You do seem less bloodthirsty these days.”“And you can’t stop picking fights. We’ve rubbed off on each other in all sorts of interesting ways.”
It’s now late at night. Corrine has left your room, leaving you alone with your own thoughts. The Cúig Triail is tomorrow, and you’ll need your rest. But your mind continues to drift, distracting you.
>A): Say a prayer for your fighters tomorrow. (+2 LCK temporary to Blackwings)>B): Spend the night with Ashe (+4 DEX temporary to Blair) 