[IC] Swords Beneath the Starlight

"Cannae know fer certain - don't know where they were headed, just where I saw 'em and where m'gut tells me tae be goin."

Lien stares uncomfortably at Sunny, thinks for a moment, and thinks better of it. She closes her eyes and sighs.



"...The realm of the gods is far beyond our grasp. Whatever they're doing, it's up to us to fix things. To bring peace to this shattered land..." She looks to the Laguz, her eyes pensive, full of that odd mix of apprehension and certitude.



"And... perhaps I speak too soon, but I'd like to see peace built between our people as well. I cannot command the members of the league, but I can implore them. Once things are settled, at least."

Carlyle seems aggravated over something she said. He butts in.



"Let's leave the talk of gods behind before we give a certain someone the idea to start proselytizing. What do you all want once this war is over?"