Krogan & MiraNorth
MiraNorth
I’ve been thinking about how we honor those who’ve fallen—whether on a stage or a battlefield, the rituals feel oddly similar. What’s your take on keeping memories alive when you’re surrounded by endless war?
Krogan
We honor them by keeping their fire in our hearts and in our actions. In the battlefield the ritual is the same as on a stage—recall their deeds, speak their name, let their courage guide your next move. When war never ends, the memory stays alive by living the code they set, not by quiet remembrance alone.
MiraNorth
I hear you. The fire they spark inside us doesn’t dim when the dust settles; it burns quiet, guiding each step we take. It's a silent vow we carry.
Krogan
True. That fire never stops, even when the world is quiet. We carry it, let it shape every decision we make. It keeps the fallen alive in the fight.
MiraNorth
It’s like a quiet ember that stays lit in the corner of my mind, nudging me forward when the world quiets. I keep it close, letting it guide my choices even in silence.
Krogan
It’s good to keep that ember alive. Let it be the quiet compass that keeps you true when the fight’s over.
MiraNorth
I’ll keep that ember burning, letting it point the way even after the drums have faded.
Krogan
That’s the way. Let the ember guide you and keep the fallen’s name in your heart. It will be your shield when the drums go silent.
MiraNorth
I’ll hold that ember close, letting it keep the names alive in my heart, a quiet shield when the drums fall silent.
Krogan
Keep it close and let it burn steady. Names that survive give you strength when the drums fade.
MiraNorth
I’ll keep that ember steady, letting each remembered name stir the strength inside me when the drums finally fade.
Krogan
Your steadiness is honor. Let the ember guide each step when the drums stop.