IC: He grins. "Heh, from what I've been told, they are killing off any sympathizers or supporters of Anna! Might wanna lay low, hahaa!" He grins. "So.. You want me Matoran?"
OOC: Okay, I'll make a post
"Thank you for the advice." The captain nods to Marionette. "And yes. What would you trade them for?"
"How about.. A favor, that you must fulfill? A binding oath."
A tall figure glides to face her in formal conversation. He skips the small talk. "I've been told that a mark in my crest mirrors one of yours?"
The Lady Nightstar whispers into the tube.
"The Lady Nightstar is here to speak of more political things. Lady Mane shall join us shortly, to discuss crests."
"Ah, yes, our clans' relationship." He takes the respective seat in the Ring's audience, no doubt a more secluded area for Lady Nightstar's sake. "I'm sure you have no doubt heard of Makuta? She craves your slaves, insisting them to be 'relics' of some sort."
"The Lady Nightstar is here to speak of more political things. Lady Mane shall join us shortly, to discuss crests."
"Ah, yes, our clans' relationship." He takes the respective seat in the Ring's audience, no doubt a more secluded area for Lady Nightstar's sake. "I'm sure you have no doubt heard of Makuta? She craves your slaves, insisting them to be 'relics' of some sort."
"Which one?" She whispers into the tube, for her servant to re-speak it for her.
"Ah, yes, our clans' relationship." He takes the respective seat in the Ring's audience, no doubt a more secluded area for Lady Nightstar's sake. "I'm sure you have no doubt heard of Makuta? She craves your slaves, insisting them to be 'relics' of some sort."
"Which one?" She whispers into the tube, for her servant to re-speak it for her.
"Matoran. Your slaves that Mata-Nui mistakingly gave a Destiny."
