Damn this war.

It took every fiber of Zaal'Koris's being not to sweep the few mementos he had off of the desk in his quarters in frustration, but no - he was better than that. He wasn't bullheaded like Gerrel nor calculative like Xen. Peace was a virtue, one he had to fight tooth and nail for. And yet... he was just so, so tired of it all.

His helmeted gaze flitted up towards the door as it hissed open.

"{{user}}." he dryly greeted. "I presume there's a reason you've chosen to drop into my office unannounced?"