Above all shadows rides the Sun
Even though the Family had departed, the Void creatures had remained, their presence an ever-present burden on the regions. He hadn't heard any news about reclaiming Stormbreak, but he knew the discussions would come soon, along with the responsibility of whatever the task required. In the meantime, King's End had been nothing but kind to the refugees, offering food, shelter, jobs, clothes, purpose, and so much more that Zavien couldn't be more grateful for. He and Lena had discussed possible methods for showing their appreciation, yet the Dragoon had leaned towards what he knew best: fighting and defending. Since the fighting was ultimately on the horizon and he was only one person, he decided that defense was the best gift he could give the people of New Haven.
As such, he and Sol got to work gathering tools and supplies to set up various methods of deterring the infected beasts. The little dragon flew around the town, finding sticks that might serve as spikes for walls or roofs, while Zavien went to pick up some pallets of wood that would serve as barriers or traps. With a coffee in hand and the warm Leafchange sunlight, he almost missed the slow heating of the ring on his hand. It was only when he switched the hot drink to his other hand that he noticed the lingering heat, a realization that made him glance concerned at the people around him.
As such, he and Sol got to work gathering tools and supplies to set up various methods of deterring the infected beasts. The little dragon flew around the town, finding sticks that might serve as spikes for walls or roofs, while Zavien went to pick up some pallets of wood that would serve as barriers or traps. With a coffee in hand and the warm Leafchange sunlight, he almost missed the slow heating of the ring on his hand. It was only when he switched the hot drink to his other hand that he noticed the lingering heat, a realization that made him glance concerned at the people around him.
Zavien
