[PQ+] full-throated cries

The Forsaken

The setting up of the dining room didn’t take much time. Sah and Noah were both well equipped with strength and experience in such tasks (moving furniture, trying to place it in a way that made sense for foot traffic, etc). With their focus clearly entertained by the duties at hand, it was easy for them to forget about what they had already accomplished.

The children seemed to grow bored of what they had been given, and Eira’s sharp mental alert reverberated within Noah at nearly the same time that the scream reached his ears. Shoving a chair in to place, Noah trotted towards the sound of the alarmed woman. Noah raised his hands, palms out, towards the butcher’s wife in a manner attempting to calm her down, as he then reached for her curtain. He pulled it closed, and then turned towards the children as Eira continued to chirp and play tag with those she had occupied.

”Hey, I’ve got an idea. Why don’t you guys come with me to gather some firewood for the fire? This palace has the biggest hearth you’ve ever seen.” He said, trying to gently herd the group back towards the palace lobby.

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Noah tries to wrangle the kids and get them to help him gather firewood.

i'd fashioned my own cross
been crushed by its weight
there's no stronger message
than dirt in your face