Graceful at taking praise as always, Tal blushed straight up the back of his neck and jammed his hands in his pockets, stammering something mumbled and only half-coherent at Sohalia's admiration. Boreal glanced back, chortling to herself at the two friends and her companion's discomfort in particular. the courier did his best to ignore his dragon's wicked glee and hurriedly changed the subject to the Greenhouse's layout. Having Soh appreciate the work of Halo in general was much easier to accept and his grin returned, a quick flash of teeth as he nodded his own agreement.
"Well, we made it 'afore there were skyships or Ports or anythin' like that," he explained. "Back before th'War. Even before most o' the portals were open." He waved a hand to the north. "We didn't have any open water for a sea port back then." Then he gestured to the south. "An' the Fangs were too treacherous t'take trade through, back in those days. They were still proper mountains, all ice'n'cold'n'ursur an' Frost Giants an' avalanches," he listed off with a faint grimace at the memory. "An' beyond all that was the Climb. So we were pretty isolated. Then when th'first portal started up again, for awhile it was just the Hollowed Grounds." He shrugged. "An' they were about as hard up for food an' supplies as we were after bein' stuck in that barrier."
He looked around at the Greenhouse with a mix of satisfaction and bittersweet memory. "So back then it was outta necessity than anythin' else. Now, sure, we have a lot more options. But it's still a lifesaver in Deepfrost."
He led her around the path and back towards the door during his explanation, stopping to snag a couple of apples as they passed a tree that hung with ready fruit. "Where d'you want t'go next?"
"Well, we made it 'afore there were skyships or Ports or anythin' like that," he explained. "Back before th'War. Even before most o' the portals were open." He waved a hand to the north. "We didn't have any open water for a sea port back then." Then he gestured to the south. "An' the Fangs were too treacherous t'take trade through, back in those days. They were still proper mountains, all ice'n'cold'n'ursur an' Frost Giants an' avalanches," he listed off with a faint grimace at the memory. "An' beyond all that was the Climb. So we were pretty isolated. Then when th'first portal started up again, for awhile it was just the Hollowed Grounds." He shrugged. "An' they were about as hard up for food an' supplies as we were after bein' stuck in that barrier."
He looked around at the Greenhouse with a mix of satisfaction and bittersweet memory. "So back then it was outta necessity than anythin' else. Now, sure, we have a lot more options. But it's still a lifesaver in Deepfrost."
He led her around the path and back towards the door during his explanation, stopping to snag a couple of apples as they passed a tree that hung with ready fruit. "Where d'you want t'go next?"
