4/22/2012 10:21 PM Solarix is inspecting the refinery. It was under heavy guard at all times, even during the truce, and he watched now from a small hillside quietly, leaning against his staff as he stared out over the glittering dust, marred in places by the smoke as it drifted away. He sighed, and flexed his wings restlessly. If he had answers, he intends to give them as well, if they were to be taken.