HIT ‘EM RIGHT BETWEEN THE EYES // open ; rift ambassador

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    ― lanza would approach the border, curious as to how she was supposed to run this. this was her first visit to the black isle as an ambassador, so she was slightly nervous. hopefully however, the members would be kind, and willing to work with her. letting out a yawn, she would sit down, setting the basket filled with gifts down beside her. “hello, i’m lanza! the ambassador from the rift! and i’ve brought gifts for y’all!” she would call out as she looked into the territory. [color=#907d6f]wonder if this will go well or not..... the wolf mused to herself as she shook out her obsidian pelt.





    The white bear didn't do anything these days beside claiming to be preparing for the merge, but it couldn't complain. Everything was going rather smoothly for it, without interference and without suspicion. How could there be suspicion though when nobody had been around long enough to notice the differences between it and Xylia? As it considered what the next move would be, it paused, a bit surprised to hear the voice of a new ambassador from the Rift. Much like the last visit from one of their allies, it wouldn't hold back the news of the upcoming merge. The sooner the message got out, the better. "Lanza, is it? Thank you for the gifts." Thank goodness it wouldn't be dealing with this political stuff anymore. "I'm afraid you won't have to be stopping by here anymore as the Black Isle is soon to be no more." Not that it cared, but it had to at least speak like it did.

    ― lanza glanced at the white bear as they approached. cocking her head to the side she would curiously wonder why the black isles would be “soon to be no more”. “really? why is that?” she said confused as she searched the bear’s face for an answer.





    It shrugged, not displaying much of anything in its body movements nor its eyes. "Can't call a place like this a group when there is nobody around. Been like this for some time, only now it's just me." Maybe Wei too, but Zye didn't count on that when it hadn't seen the Ace for several days. "The Black Isle is dying out, painfully slow I might add. We are going to be merging soon enough. How's the Rift?" It still had to ask that, didn't it?

    ― with a nod, she would accept the answer. “the rift is doing well. so far there’s no issues to report. and may i ask with whom you’ll be merging? i’m sure archipelagoisland would like to know. and if there’s anything that we can do to help you during this time please do let us know.” she would offer as she responded carefully. she just hoped that her questions didn’t seem to be prying.