The flood thing

Torture is for those who can't get on board for the cause, or need to be reminded that I'm not a nice person, either way... She teased back, as they passed a grouping of recruits along the way, her eyes looking for those who stepped lightly, for those who's arms were swollen from manual labor, for those who were too skinny for their own good -- they were to teach them to fight, but that didn't mean one size fit all, when fighting. A warrior needed to be able to heft a shield and sword, an archer needed strong arms to pull a draw weighted string, an assassin needed steps that never bothered leaves on the path, and a spy needed to be able to fit into the smallest spaces to escape. She and Bajie had trained warriors before, a few archers, true, but if they tried to make everyone who stepped forward into a toe to toe fighter, they'd fail.

So she looked, and made mental notes, as she heard his voice softening, drawing her attention away from sizing up their candidates, They know what it is to have to fight to survive, like we did, it makes them kin in the ways that matter. Because not all of them were elves, there were humans here and there, and she thought she had saw a dwarf in there at one point, though, they had looked as if they could take care of themselves. And who knew, some of these blood lines could have been from her family, she wouldn't know, she had slept the better part of millennias after all, had missed so much history and time, but it was.. it would be better now. Even if she couldn't get over the fact that they had found one another so easily.

It's much harder to have someone follow from love, than it is from fear. I could scare them, but, if I do it with love and respect they'll be all the more loyal, yes? She thought she remembered something like that, from him, in the past.

@Bajie