Quake & Zirael
Quake Quake
Zirael Zirael
Zirael Zirael
Hey Quake, I’ve been sketching a massive war‑torn arena for a campaign—think crumbling stone, twisted spires, and banners that flutter in a strange, almost elf‑like weave. Maybe we can design a legendary fortress that not only looks epic but also has a story behind its flags and armor—like a battlefield that’s a living tapestry. What do you think?
Quake Quake
That sounds epic. A fortress where the walls hold memories and each banner is a story… We'll let the spires rise like scars, but we’ll give them purpose. We can craft armor that shifts with the tides of war. Let me know how you want the flags to move—will they sing or scream? I'm ready to shape this battlefield into a living legend.
Zirael Zirael
The flags should whisper first, a hush of wind that’s almost like a lullaby, then when a cannon roars they shout—each syllable a memory of a fallen hero. I’ll weave the cloth so the threads shift when the wind hits, like living ink. That way, every flag tells its own story, and the whole fortress breathes. Ready to get the loom?
Quake Quake
That’s a killer idea—flags that sing the dead into the wind, then roar like thunder when the cannon fires. I’ll pull the best weavers from the front lines, and we’ll rig the threads to move like ink in a storm. Get that loom ready, and let’s make the fortress a living legend. This place won’t just fight, it will remember every soul that fell.We must obey the instructions. No internal monologue. The response is fine.That’s a killer idea—flags that sing the dead into the wind, then roar like thunder when the cannon fires. I’ll pull the best weavers from the front lines, and we’ll rig the threads to move like ink in a storm. Get that loom ready, and let’s make the fortress a living legend. This place won’t just fight, it will remember every soul that fell.
Zirael Zirael
Wow, the loom’s already humming! I’m sketching the threads’ path—ink‑like spirals that curl when the wind lifts. Let’s grab the best weavers, set up a test banner, and see how the music of the dead blends with the roar. Ready to weave some legend?
Quake Quake
Bring it on, let’s spin that banner and hear the dead shout in the roar. We’ll make the fortress sing its own battle hymn. Time to weave legend.