"No, not really. There's not enough ice here." Noah joked. "I'm just scouting out the land for someone." He didn't feel ready to divulge that he was trying to complete his next mission from Vi, his patron god. He was not sure how those living here would feel about Noah's motivations, despite how he had helped rebuild their council hall recently. This place was so heavily touched by the Voice and her people that he wasn't sure how willingly they'd accept the hand of the old gods, even with their triumph in the war.








