Like any great love, it keeps you guessing
Deimos wasn't wrong; there were indeed new maps to make, and Soh was eager to do just that, to return to her cartography roots and find something for herself in and amongst all of the changes that life had brought to her doorstep. So she hummed agreement through the bond, considering all that they might do to preserve Stormbreak's legacy. Zavien and I had talked about a memorial, she mused. Now that things have settled, perhaps we should look into it. And place it in the Celestine, which seemed more protected from the elements than the remnants of the Tower.
Soh banked around a low-lying cloud, avoiding its damp reaches. The Celestine is lovely, she continued, somewhat dubious; she couldn't forget the fate of the late Caretaker, which made her question how safe the place would be for a museum of sorts. I was so relieved that it survived, with the help of the gods. Different now, to be sure, but there in a way that most of Stormbreak was not.
Soh banked around a low-lying cloud, avoiding its damp reaches. The Celestine is lovely, she continued, somewhat dubious; she couldn't forget the fate of the late Caretaker, which made her question how safe the place would be for a museum of sorts. I was so relieved that it survived, with the help of the gods. Different now, to be sure, but there in a way that most of Stormbreak was not.
Like any real love, it's ever-changing
Sohalia
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
