Srucayr now found himself aboard a ship, party to a Clan his covert had all but severed ties with and allied with Outsiders he would never trust. The crate he bore out to safety was by far the heaviest and unlike the wanton disregard Minerva had, he wouldn't toss the crate down for risk of destroying what lie inside. He would stay with the relics while the others of his kind talked amongst themselves, carefully opening the crates to see what relics were recovered. Gloves removed, scarred hands would trace the durasteel crate "You shall be returned to the Citadel.. I cannot trust these to not lose you once more to time.." he mused.
Of those he travelled with, only a handful and inspired any sort of faith or trust in them. And whether he had his own reservations or not, Kad required his presence amongst them, and that need superseded his own. He would re-seal the crate, taking a seat beside the trio of boxes. Looking down at his newly burn covered palms, he would rub them together until they began to bleed. "Show me your will, Destroyer.. Make me your instrument of change, and at the end of it all, allow me to pass into the Manda, worthy to join my forbearers.." Hands now a little bloody, he would remove a pair of stones from a pouch, squeezing them tightly in his hands before casting them. "Yes... I see now..."
@Forsythe Crowholde
Of those he travelled with, only a handful and inspired any sort of faith or trust in them. And whether he had his own reservations or not, Kad required his presence amongst them, and that need superseded his own. He would re-seal the crate, taking a seat beside the trio of boxes. Looking down at his newly burn covered palms, he would rub them together until they began to bleed. "Show me your will, Destroyer.. Make me your instrument of change, and at the end of it all, allow me to pass into the Manda, worthy to join my forbearers.." Hands now a little bloody, he would remove a pair of stones from a pouch, squeezing them tightly in his hands before casting them. "Yes... I see now..."
@Forsythe Crowholde