Thread:MediocreKnight/@comment-27666783-20200914014420/@comment-27666783-20200921031704

Where is this Zahmeria? Perhaps the Avalonians and Zahmerians would enjoy each others presence.

Avalonian men and women have giant muscular hulking forms, blemished by the scars of mustard gas and shrapnel, youthful drinkers, fiery and energetic but with the faint glint of jade in their eyes.

They are young, but their hearts are just a little older. The observant witness would be able to see the Avalonian veteran sergeant gaze off to an empty chair, perhaps even raise a glass to it.

For the Avalonians are at war, with themselves, it is one that has sapped the glory of battle, replace with bullet, gas, and shell. But they still report and march to the front, oh the deadly front, gleefully, because on the battlefield was the next generation of humanity born, a sort of warlust genetically implemented into sach one of them. Because war is pure and cleanses the world.

The Avalonians would love to have sparring matches with and drink with a people who appreciate honorable combat, they've been fighting without it for a long time.

TL;DR yes sure bring on the drinks.