NOAH
Between Noah's compass and his ability to jump across lands, getting to different parts of the world was not as difficult as it used to be. Traversing through the Oerwood on his own two feet, however, was at time difficult. The last time he was in this part of the world, he was attacked by a leopard and gained a few scars. He hoped, as his eyes caught sight of the peculiar scene before him, that this situation would not be similar to that.
Noah stepped towards the crowd, towards the tables, looking as uncomfortable as one might expect the stoic mountain man to be. He looked around at all the familiar faces around him, but also took note of the strangers. The strangers were low in number, which surprised the hunter. Unlike some others, he did not take a seat. Instead he hesitated behind the chair of a table, and looked to Frey -- as the auburn hair and amber eyes of Cordelia flashed before him -- and waited to see what would happen.
I want trees instead of gravestones
nothing to confess
nothing to confess
