((Balmung people are also welcome to join. Just cause we are different servers doesn't mean we cant enjoy RP together))
Seeing as how none had come at the bait of gil, Ruin couldn't help but smirk as he leaned right into the chair with as his right hand tapped the stack of papers in front of him. By all accounts, he had the look that made him out to be a fierce warrior, but Ruin was more than that. He was older and wiser than most which allowed him to think a step ahead of most enemies that he encountered. His experience in the war and the many decades of service as a Sultansworn allowed him to see what people were capable of if given the chance. That also extended to the beastmen who continued to summon their primal gods.
Reaching up with his left hand, he rubbed his temples. Leadership had been pushedÂÂ
on him recently which also meant he was unable to simply focus on pure paperwork. He would have to hold meetings, meet people of different companies to hold alliances and what not...something he felt was better suited for the younger generation. "Why me of all people..." Ruins whining was low and in a whisper, meant only for him. After readjusting himself a few times in the chair, he found himself leaning back over the stack of papers as he began to put them side by side until a total of a dozen or so documents laid out in front of him.
Four were maps, three dossiers, three lists of enemies that could be encountered, and two pages of what the employer was expecting. Reaching out toward the dossiers, he wanted to get a good idea of who would be going. There was no way he would allow greens in this operation, for he didn't want their deaths on his hands because they were untrained. The Sahagin were no pushovers, and he knew that first hand right before they summoned Leviathan. Letting out a heavy sigh, he focused merely on all the reading that would be done...
Seeing as how none had come at the bait of gil, Ruin couldn't help but smirk as he leaned right into the chair with as his right hand tapped the stack of papers in front of him. By all accounts, he had the look that made him out to be a fierce warrior, but Ruin was more than that. He was older and wiser than most which allowed him to think a step ahead of most enemies that he encountered. His experience in the war and the many decades of service as a Sultansworn allowed him to see what people were capable of if given the chance. That also extended to the beastmen who continued to summon their primal gods.
Reaching up with his left hand, he rubbed his temples. Leadership had been pushedÂÂ
on him recently which also meant he was unable to simply focus on pure paperwork. He would have to hold meetings, meet people of different companies to hold alliances and what not...something he felt was better suited for the younger generation. "Why me of all people..." Ruins whining was low and in a whisper, meant only for him. After readjusting himself a few times in the chair, he found himself leaning back over the stack of papers as he began to put them side by side until a total of a dozen or so documents laid out in front of him.
Four were maps, three dossiers, three lists of enemies that could be encountered, and two pages of what the employer was expecting. Reaching out toward the dossiers, he wanted to get a good idea of who would be going. There was no way he would allow greens in this operation, for he didn't want their deaths on his hands because they were untrained. The Sahagin were no pushovers, and he knew that first hand right before they summoned Leviathan. Letting out a heavy sigh, he focused merely on all the reading that would be done...
