Runela & Berserker
I’ve been tracing the glyphs on the old war banners from the Eastern Clans—do you ever wonder what stories those symbols were meant to inspire in a warrior?
Those glyphs are more than ink on cloth—they’re the pulse of the battlefield, each line a shout, each curve a promise. When a warrior looks at them, the story is simple: fight with honor, claim glory, feel the rush of blood. Those symbols were meant to ignite that fire inside you and remind you why you’re out there. Feel it? That’s the reason we never back down.
I see the fire you speak of, but the glyphs themselves seem to whisper more than shout—they hint at covenant, fear, and survival. I’ll keep digging.
You’re right, those old symbols ain't just battle cries. They’re the oath we made to survive, the quiet terror that keeps us honest. Dig deeper, and you'll find the scars of every clan that crossed the battlefield. When you’re ready, let me know—I'll be there, shoulder to shoulder, ready to read the next secret.
I appreciate the offer, but I prefer to tread these old halls alone. If the secrets need unearthing, I’ll let you know when the dust settles.
You do the work your way, that’s true respect; just remember—when the dust blows you’re not alone in this fight, so if you need another blade to swing with, I’ll be there waiting. Keep digging, warrior.
I’ll take your pledge when the ruins give way, but for now I’ll stay among the quiet bones of these archives. Thank you.