As with most quests from the gods, it was the intention and the effort more than the final result that truly seemed to matter. He might have been able to simply lay the armlet out on a sunny rock in Torchline to complete the task, but that was not Hadama's way. He bent his full effort to the task and fulfilling not merely the letter but the spirit of it. And that meant seeking out the sulfurous pools of 'light' in Hak Etme, hot enough to burn - and to temper.
He lowered the armlet carefully into the water at the full extension of his reach and weapon so that he did not have to stand quite so dangerously close to the deadly pool they had chosen. His eyes were fixed firmly on the metal, but his ears were tuned to Noe and he heard the hesitation in her voice. What she said, and what she left unsaid.
"I understand." His voice was gentle, and if there was disappointment that the engineer's plans had changed there was also acceptance of her choice. "Do you know Jude well?" He had been unaware that the two knew each other at all, and given that the young man's last love interest had been removed from her throne by the Family he had not expected to hear that he had moved to Stormbreak in the seasons since.
He lowered the armlet carefully into the water at the full extension of his reach and weapon so that he did not have to stand quite so dangerously close to the deadly pool they had chosen. His eyes were fixed firmly on the metal, but his ears were tuned to Noe and he heard the hesitation in her voice. What she said, and what she left unsaid.
"I understand." His voice was gentle, and if there was disappointment that the engineer's plans had changed there was also acceptance of her choice. "Do you know Jude well?" He had been unaware that the two knew each other at all, and given that the young man's last love interest had been removed from her throne by the Family he had not expected to hear that he had moved to Stormbreak in the seasons since.
