Doom

Jp with Winteroak and Bandorchu

At the mention of the Brotherhood Ekero looked up at Alexis. He knew of the group. Their reach was long and wide across eastern Arcadia. In fact his own war band had some dealings with them in the past. Ruthless assassins the lot of them. Dangerous. "You have your work cut out for you in that case, it seems." He said slowly. "There aren't many that wish to cross paths or blades with the Black Robes." His mind rushed back to the old and ancient tales of his own people. They knew of Ziarae. The mother of the Bastard. Born of violence a deceit. And his death would bring an apocalypse to the land.

“Yes, well. Wouldn’t be my past time of choice either, but… seems not doing it might lead to worse.”

she shrugs.

Ekero nodded. Life always had a way to make you go down paths you never thought you would find yourself in. Even him, who had left his old life behind to settle her at the edge of the desert so far away from Hel's Maw seemed to slowly be pulled towards what was about to happen.
"When are you leaving?" He asked.

“Very soon.”

Alexis smiled at the tinkerer.

“As much as we’d love to stay with you longer. The Horde is on the move. It is likely they will take the same route as we do, and we can’t have them catch up to us. Even if they travel elsewhere we need any head start we can get.”

He nodded knowing her words to be true. "They will likely come this way. But an army that big will take time to reach the city." He said. "If they get enough warning they should be able to put up a fight although numbers will tell in the end. The city is doomed." He said frankly.

Alexis nodded.

“Maybe. If so, it will cost the Arcadians still. The Helians won’t fall easily. And even when they do…”
she smiled darkly.

“There is so much more going on than ‘just’ the war. Arcadia maybe doomed in its own right, with and without the Helian’s messing things up.”

She looked into the flames.

“We are headed there still.”

And probably would go down with the ship.

He poured another measure in his cup and hers. "There are worse ways to go I guess." He said and his gaze returned to the fire as well. It was starting to feel like tomorrow would be a day of hard decisions.