COLT
I roll the dice and I hold my breath
I'll give you all that I have left
So hold me now before my luck runs out
I think you're close but I have my doubts
I'll give you all that I have left
So hold me now before my luck runs out
I think you're close but I have my doubts
Noe's thoughts pull Colt's head into a nod, because she's considering all options still. She is by no means a professional at building new towns in furious deserts amid toxic plants. "Maybe you could talk to him?" Colt suggests, glancing over at Noe, curious how much weight she wishes to bear. "I'll be running to King's End before long, so if you wanted to ask him and relay anything to me when I return, it'd be appreciated." A show of trust, but after a pause, Colt adds. "Or I could put up a notice in the town for the job if you'd prefer." Noe is not at her beck and call after all. A helpful citizen and a core part of Hak Etme's transformation, but not bound to the tasks of leadership.
"I have given it some thought," Colt admits with a small, distant sort of mumble. "I think the fae in the Greatwood are part of why that balance works so well, and those plants are impressive in scale. These ones seem more apt to smother us in our sleep if we build them into our bedrooms." Which is kind of what she likes about them, but from a safe enough distance to admire their pluck without falling prey to it.
A soft head shake answers Noe. "Not sayin' you had it wrong. Just sayin' what I got out of it." She glances over curiously, not meaning to dismiss the thought, and it seems as a whole they share the agreement that this place needs the balance of all its life.
Yet when they slow and encounter the fungus or whatever is ailing the plants, Colt can't keep back the small laugh. "See, this is why I need you." Her lips tighten into a smile as she glances from the inspection of the foliage to Noe. "It's good to get your take on things, because where you see danger, I saw opportunity. Figured if the plants are already dyin' here, that cutting them back to make room for something new wouldn't harm the rest, and might benefit it to cut out the rot." She shrugs. "You're right though, could be a sign that the soil or the area is no good and it's spread the issue once again."
Marking the area with a yellow ribbon, Colt presses on. So they steadily make their way around the Suvahasi's Furance border, with some other animals noted, and one particularly toxic-flowerheavy section of flora jotted down. Colt gives pause one again though when she sees a section of jungle a little different from the rest. "Looks like a lot of new growth here instead of established growth." She points to the smaller leaves, the thinner stems, the way nothing looms. "Might be the best time to integrate a new species is before the area's fully established itself." Maybe, this was their spot at last.
"I have given it some thought," Colt admits with a small, distant sort of mumble. "I think the fae in the Greatwood are part of why that balance works so well, and those plants are impressive in scale. These ones seem more apt to smother us in our sleep if we build them into our bedrooms." Which is kind of what she likes about them, but from a safe enough distance to admire their pluck without falling prey to it.
A soft head shake answers Noe. "Not sayin' you had it wrong. Just sayin' what I got out of it." She glances over curiously, not meaning to dismiss the thought, and it seems as a whole they share the agreement that this place needs the balance of all its life.
Yet when they slow and encounter the fungus or whatever is ailing the plants, Colt can't keep back the small laugh. "See, this is why I need you." Her lips tighten into a smile as she glances from the inspection of the foliage to Noe. "It's good to get your take on things, because where you see danger, I saw opportunity. Figured if the plants are already dyin' here, that cutting them back to make room for something new wouldn't harm the rest, and might benefit it to cut out the rot." She shrugs. "You're right though, could be a sign that the soil or the area is no good and it's spread the issue once again."
Marking the area with a yellow ribbon, Colt presses on. So they steadily make their way around the Suvahasi's Furance border, with some other animals noted, and one particularly toxic-flowerheavy section of flora jotted down. Colt gives pause one again though when she sees a section of jungle a little different from the rest. "Looks like a lot of new growth here instead of established growth." She points to the smaller leaves, the thinner stems, the way nothing looms. "Might be the best time to integrate a new species is before the area's fully established itself." Maybe, this was their spot at last.
You've got me in this trance
And I need your hand to win
If I have to leave this up to chance
You're a gamble and I'm all in
And I need your hand to win
If I have to leave this up to chance
You're a gamble and I'm all in
Received a Gilded Market wig from Remi that resembles her usual hair and is enchanted to stay on better than most wigs | has a reverse centaur tattoo on her left hand with the legs going down her pointer and middle fingers that looks like this.
