The Northern Watch RP Thread

[Fury_US]

Word stirs over the past couple of days about the Commander's return- bearing a head of roughly shorn silver hair, and a voice undamaged by a now faded scar. It now bears a rich alto tone, but still remains as positively irritable as ever- especially after a recent sortie on the front saw a number of allies, including herself, sent straight to the Chiurgeons due to friendly fire by the Fist.

When queried about her rather savagely cut hair, her only response would be "Losing a head of hair beats losing a head." Few question further, given there is sign of a healing gash travelling from her hairline up into her scalp.

[sweetlikesplenda]

*A missive is delivered to the Northern watch from Aaron Lyonaler expressing an urgency to meet*

[Fury_US]

A quiet meeting is held in a peaceful village that once was a war-front. Greetings offered, as well as explanations, and soon the elven archer known as Valduil would be seen returning southward, bearing the standard of the Northern Watch, and the title of their new commander.

Of the former commander, the silver haired half elf slips back into the trees, making her way further north once more.