1. Tool

    Open All Roads Lead to Hestio

    Listening carefully, Tool finished arranging his desk space accordingly; inhaling, his eyes slowly narrowed at the sound of booted feet shuffling in through the kitchen. Gesturing to Safa to be still, he listened, a single long knife drawn at the ready. Then came the coded knock, which the Baker...
  2. Tool

    Open All Roads Lead to Hestio

    It was too late, even as Manisk and the rest came around the corner, they saw the backs of the Deadwall unit. There was no turning back now, standing two abreast, Manisk took the front with Cutter shields raised and blades at the ready. Argo and Jax wasted no time; thankfully, they had already...
  3. Tool

    Open All Roads Lead to Hestio

    The roar of the stadium reminded Tool of the combat tournaments the Salamanders would hold. Only it was more merry and non-life-threatening. Shivering slightly, his eyes opened wide; there was a weaver in there. He could almost taste it amid the dirt, sweat, and gore. Then came the fire, and his...
  4. Tool

    Open All Roads Lead to Hestio

    The drains in the floor did not escape Luka's notice as he stood guard along the halls around the fight pits. Where the hell did these things go? A million gold pieces question that they might find out, depending on how deep this shit hole went. Wrinkling his nose, chewing on a herbal leaf, his...
  5. Tool

    Open All Roads Lead to Hestio

    "It's honestly not what I anticipated." Curly murmured as he stopped to watch the fight. Argo stood beside him in silence. This combat section of Hestio was one of their hot zones. Someone was always here to keep an eye out for a certain man. "Hold steady, Soldier. It is going to be alright, we...
  6. Tool

    Open All Roads Lead to Hestio

    Looking up from his work, Tool smirked at Pot as the youth approached. Glee sparked in his eyes as he gleaned the two stealing from his supplies. If there was one thing he hated were thieves, but strangely, he felt proud of their consistency. This pair was a bit special and purposefully placed...
  7. Tool

    Open All Roads Lead to Hestio

    "Not like that, like this." Tool gently guided the new kitchen hand in the proper kneading of the dough. This was an art that could not be done with such stiff hands. Adding extra flour, he began anew rolling it up then slapping it down the board. "To mix the dough is to make passion my boy. One...
  8. Tool

    Private A Matter of Minutes

    There was silence for a time, and Cutter had pointedly let Altuya's words wash away like water to sandy shores. Contemplation and irritation spun through the Sergeant's mind. He weighed how to answer and respond to what was said. The food that Tool had sent with him remained tucked away, not to...
  9. Tool

    Private A Matter of Minutes

    A meal shared and companionship rekindled as the soldier shared some of the food with Zalan. Grasping the shared food Yiwa bowed his head in gratitude. He paid no mind to the Captain's tears having shed his own recently. "Damn good indeed Sir." His accent was that of the eastern marches of land...
  10. Tool

    Private A Matter of Minutes

    Tool could only stare in response to Zalan as he spoke. The hand on his shoulder brought back a flashback of the night before this all began. Smiling to himself he would not cease to call him as he saw him. With a nod he acknowledged his Captain's words in a somber manner. "Aye Captain.. Until...
  11. Tool

    Private A Matter of Minutes

    Eyes rolled behind closed lids as Tool had slipped into a small nap moments after Argo had left. Curly had been laid onto a cot on the other side of the rest tent. Breathing deeply, Tool's vision passed before him like the flickering lights of an oven. Shadows danced and faces rolled past him of...
  12. Tool

    Private A Matter of Minutes

    Darkness was overcoming his vision as he floundered in the muck, reaching out, someone had grabbed him. In the fading moment of his consciousness, he heard Zalan call for the Salamanders' retreat from the front line. Then there was silence. Within his mind, Tool had gone back in time to an old...
  13. Tool

    Private A Matter of Minutes

    Upon the call, they answered with fury. Like a Cerberus temper, the Flame Spitters spread death. The field was a mix of many smells, but above all, the burning of flesh was most apparent. Overhead vultures wheeled, looking for a good meal. Hood's own shadow yawned open, welcoming all the souls...
  14. Tool

    Private A Matter of Minutes

    To bear witness to the flames was a baptism in itself. Flames reflected off Baker's eyes as he swallowed shallowly in the heat. "Honoratus Est! Follow Ignas Spiritus to the Iron Hand!" Bellowing at the top of his lungs, the group departed with Zalan. A set of hands passed the Captain his chest...
  15. Tool

    Private A Matter of Minutes

    The adaptation worked like their own slingshot, with significant range and weight to it. Thanks to the updated Crossbow fletching, Curly made several mobile launchers. Using the remains of some of the boxes as placers, Curly aimed their launchers at the rising hill where the Harpies were coming...
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