scraps of steel

[say]"Oh, that is a good idea."[/say] Noah nearly chirped. [say]"I'll make her a new quiver."[/say] He decided, then, smiling at the idea of it. The Sentinel welcomed the help of moving the heavy debris, and with the Sword it was much less effort. He let out a deeply held breath when they added it to the pile nonetheless, and twisted his trunk to stretch his back muscles as he straightened back up.

Noah's eyebrows raised and he took the letter without hesitation. His eyes ran over the words and his lips silently spoke them. Noah's thoughts rumbled from his chest with a deep hmm sound before he spoke. Noah was surprised that the Sparkbird had come back to the grounds, but it made sense in the end. [say]"I once asked Frey how I could help the bird and get it back to its home. They said it was gone, and that if it was still alive it would be wherever Caido was."[/say] With the Core stuck within Caido's chest, Noah wondered if the Sparkbird had gone to the grounds for revenge on more than just the people who didn't help it. Maybe it had gone to attack the Ascended specifically, or the tower where the Core once was.

But the news of Neron being gone did not bring Noah any sorrow. There was no grief in his heart for the man. [say]"Well, he did burn, and it wasn't bright."[/say] Noah finished, a sour and cruel tone to his voice that was reserved only for the Hailstorm.