The self is not so weightless, nor whole and unbroken
Remember the pact of our youth
Remember the pact of our youth
The other area has Koa blanching slightly, though he keeps resolve in his posture and eyes. Having never dared to venture into Starfall himself, Koa can only imagine the horror of such a location, what sickly devastation must exist on its shores. "If there's anything I can do to assist..." he offers, even while knowing there is likely naught: after all, he is still a boy compared to the heroes of his youth, scarcely able to scratch the surface of an evil they have all struggled to face.
Biting his lip, Koa shakes his head, as though to chase such thoughts away. "I'll need more experience fighting monsters before that. Perhaps I might join your guild on a hunt, sometime?" He looks hopefully up at the Sword, not sure if he'll be accepted. After all, his last brash offer of collaboration had been (rightly) met with rebuttal and scorn. But he's grown since then, both in strength and in humility. If Deimos will allow him to join the Monster Hunters, he's more than ready to prove himself - or try to, at least.
But in terms of other options... "Anything you might suggest?" Raising an eyebrow, he leans slightly forward, his fingers worrying the edge of his chair. "I'd actually... considered the idea of trying to, ah, get to know our neighbors better. Work collaboratively, for a time at least." His tone conveys that he's unconvinced; he looks to Deimos, seeking an opinion in the ever well-schooled face.
Biting his lip, Koa shakes his head, as though to chase such thoughts away. "I'll need more experience fighting monsters before that. Perhaps I might join your guild on a hunt, sometime?" He looks hopefully up at the Sword, not sure if he'll be accepted. After all, his last brash offer of collaboration had been (rightly) met with rebuttal and scorn. But he's grown since then, both in strength and in humility. If Deimos will allow him to join the Monster Hunters, he's more than ready to prove himself - or try to, at least.
But in terms of other options... "Anything you might suggest?" Raising an eyebrow, he leans slightly forward, his fingers worrying the edge of his chair. "I'd actually... considered the idea of trying to, ah, get to know our neighbors better. Work collaboratively, for a time at least." His tone conveys that he's unconvinced; he looks to Deimos, seeking an opinion in the ever well-schooled face.
Koa Carpenter
Where you go, I'm going, so jump and I'm jumping
Since there is no me without you
Since there is no me without you
