LOREN
"When I said enough, I meant enough." The words were deadly quiet as Loren glared at Zariah. "You do not want to force my hand right now."
As Weaver approached, Loren shot her a grateful smile, even if she did lump him in with his family. At her words though, he gave Neron a regretful look. Then the healer shook his head and went to stand by the bartender and Noah. "Actually, I renounce my name. I am no longer a Launceleyn." The words were easier to speak than Loren had expected. "That name has brought nothing but pain."
As Noah spoke, Loren bit his lip, falling silent. Apparently, the Warden (for now) would have to tell the world his secret. His efforts to stop this conversation from happening here and now had failed, but they still had a rescue to pull off.
"The Kraai is closer, and more centrally located. It will work better to coordinate our efforts." Then he raised his voice. "The attack is over. There are dying and wounded people to attend to, which means this is now this squarely in my purview as Grand Healer. Either listen to me or get out of my way. Survivors, go to the Kraai. If there are individuals too wounded to move, fetch me and I will attend to them."
Then he turned and gave the Archmage a suspicious look. "Since you brought it up, I find it strange that the Academy is fully intact when the rest of the Palace is in shambles." He narrowed his eyes and scowled at her. "Did you make a deal with the Eirachi? Your safety, and the safety of your precious school, at the expense of the rest of Halo?"
As Weaver approached, Loren shot her a grateful smile, even if she did lump him in with his family. At her words though, he gave Neron a regretful look. Then the healer shook his head and went to stand by the bartender and Noah. "Actually, I renounce my name. I am no longer a Launceleyn." The words were easier to speak than Loren had expected. "That name has brought nothing but pain."
As Noah spoke, Loren bit his lip, falling silent. Apparently, the Warden (for now) would have to tell the world his secret. His efforts to stop this conversation from happening here and now had failed, but they still had a rescue to pull off.
"The Kraai is closer, and more centrally located. It will work better to coordinate our efforts." Then he raised his voice. "The attack is over. There are dying and wounded people to attend to, which means this is now this squarely in my purview as Grand Healer. Either listen to me or get out of my way. Survivors, go to the Kraai. If there are individuals too wounded to move, fetch me and I will attend to them."
Then he turned and gave the Archmage a suspicious look. "Since you brought it up, I find it strange that the Academy is fully intact when the rest of the Palace is in shambles." He narrowed his eyes and scowled at her. "Did you make a deal with the Eirachi? Your safety, and the safety of your precious school, at the expense of the rest of Halo?"
But don’t be weary if it’s broken
Families are like that—
they’re split up and always torn.
