The Nomad Vagrants — The Confluence

[Felsvar]

Cleio shares its thoughts.

Tranquility. The Oracles of Ishmael desires an amendment between theirs and the Vagrants.

Intrigue. We and our Kin, Melia, has found its interest of remaking an agreement of quietness fascinating. We sing on to you, Elders of the Light, that they have shown 'some' trust to prove to ours to battle when we cry out for assistance in periods of needs. We have given it a small trial of trustworthy, to spit-fire onto a Banisher that appeared on the Void of Creation.

Cleio shares Visions. . .



Shame. Pity the Oracle of Ishmael did not endure long in battle. It was slowly brittle from the spit-fires of the Banishers' lesser iron husk. Bold. After its purge, we intervene. We knew not of the might of these Dark-beings - we still grow in gathering knowledge of our foes.

Pain. We perished while trying to purge the Banisher, but remain intact our memories of its tactics.

Patience. What should we do to test these Oracles of Ishmaels to gain our trust? Curious. The Brethren of the Light see no harm within them, perhaps we could propose a quiet agreeance between Vagrant and Theirs until further periods of decisions? Wonders.

We and Melia wonder of your answers.