Teridax & Strider
Teridax Teridax
Strider Strider
Teridax Teridax
I’ve watched the old stones keep the wind in place, Strider. How do you chart a path when the maps fall to dust?
Strider Strider
Listen to the wind, let it guide you. Count the steps between mossy stones, read the soil and the cracks—that’s the map. No paper, no tech, just what the land shows you.
Teridax Teridax
You speak like the elder’s breath. The wind guides, the stones mark the path. I will follow that truth, but keep the tribe’s honor as our compass.
Strider Strider
Stone keeps the trail, honor keeps the heart. Just don’t let the weight turn you blind.
Teridax Teridax
True. Honor is our torch, not a burden. Keep it bright and your heart won’t lose its way.
Strider Strider
Got it, keep the torch lit and the path clear.