C O M M A N D E R - M A X E N C E
To find Maxence within the halls during the day was a rarity, but alone was even rarer. It was as he poured over maps that the familiar but unnamed stag approached, his hoofbeats sounding gently upon the stone behind him. Turning his nose to face the blue bird, Maxence watched as the man strode forth toward him, and easily he recognised this to be the man who had assisted him with not just the food garden but also shifting boulders. So far this brute hd proven himself one of the most useful in the court, and this only caused Maxence to turn swiftly in the lad's direction and perhaps even smile ever-so-slightly. Maxence was about to speak when the oceanic boy took the vacant opportunity for chatter, the words that left his mouth being onces of devotion and servitude, but potentially blind ones at that. Did this man understand their cause, why they rallied and why they banded at the fort? It was likely a question for another time, as Maxence really did have a use for more hooves and heads. "What are your skills?" was his first question, not really bothering with seemingly unimportant things like names. "We are in need of healers. Do you know much about midwifrey?" he soon prodded, nose scrunching at the last word he spoke. Maxence knew little of the female anatomy and it's comings and goings and he certainly didn't expect this chap to know much either, but in order for the court to thrive as a home and a center for Solterrans they could not have a ban on childbearing forever. "your name?" He could only hope this tall fellow was the answer to their prayers. |
