Watching the last of the Fey being stomped into the ground. Vaegar smiles and turns about the battlefield scanning the faces of the survivors. A moment of hesitation prevents him from taking a step before he steels his nerves and makes his way towards Isawda of the Earthweavers.
He approches and bows slightly out of resect for his recent loss. "Master Isawda, might I have a quick word with before you continue about your duties?"
He approches and bows slightly out of resect for his recent loss. "Master Isawda, might I have a quick word with before you continue about your duties?"