It may have been Flowerbirth in the rest of Caido, but out on the Sea of Glass it still felt like Deepfrost. The ice remained thick and the snow deep, and the breeze that occasionally caught at the fresh powder and flung it up in clouds of moonlit glitter cut like a blade against unprotected skin.
For that reason the Tidebreaker was not bare-chested or even bare-armed. He had a parka specifically for visiting Halo in his legged form, with thick gloves and a fluffy scarf in shades of blue. With the furred hood pulled up to cover his steel-silver hair, only his bright emerald eyes were truly visible. Even his height was disguised as he knelt upon the ice before the altar, head tilted up to the light of the aurora borealis snaking its colorful way across the sky above, sheets of vibrant hues dancing between the sea and the stars.
"Safrin. Thank you, for keeping us safe. For keeping us all alive," he rumbled softly to the sky. An offering had been laid upon the shrine, am intricate necklace of scales that shimmered like prisms, reflecting the light above with a sparkle almost like gemstones. The man did not seem upset that there was no response to his gift or his gratitude, however; there was a quiet serenity to his devotion that required no answer, and a faith unshakeable even in the silence.
Zenith
For that reason the Tidebreaker was not bare-chested or even bare-armed. He had a parka specifically for visiting Halo in his legged form, with thick gloves and a fluffy scarf in shades of blue. With the furred hood pulled up to cover his steel-silver hair, only his bright emerald eyes were truly visible. Even his height was disguised as he knelt upon the ice before the altar, head tilted up to the light of the aurora borealis snaking its colorful way across the sky above, sheets of vibrant hues dancing between the sea and the stars.
"Safrin. Thank you, for keeping us safe. For keeping us all alive," he rumbled softly to the sky. An offering had been laid upon the shrine, am intricate necklace of scales that shimmered like prisms, reflecting the light above with a sparkle almost like gemstones. The man did not seem upset that there was no response to his gift or his gratitude, however; there was a quiet serenity to his devotion that required no answer, and a faith unshakeable even in the silence.
