Board Thread:Important Logs/@comment-26510601-20170503220630/@comment-26021384-20170505090705

Things could have been received and given better from both parties. Shinra just stood there, unwavering as Keldran got that soul piercing gaze at the thinker. He was by far not as great as Takahiro made him out to be, but he would gladly do his best for the village. The Will Of Iron, something that he had to take a deep look into himself if he had.

While Keldran walked away, Shinra clutched his fist tight, tight enough that the claw tipped fingers of his glove dug through the mail and into his palm enough to cause it to bleed a little. "I will gladly die for this village when the time comes. Until then I am going to bleed for it and make it right." he muttered to himself and took a deep breath, looking up at the sky. A lot of stuff was going to be coming their way, and he refused to die until they got through this. Whatever it was.

He turned his attention back toward his library, then to the training grounds. There was a grand amount of things to do, he had to double time this all. He had plans for it, but needed time.