Nodding, Loren kept up his work with his magic. [say]"May they burn brightly."[/say] The words came out quietly. However, they were heartfelt.
Once again nodding, he knelt down at the base of the statue. It was already raised off the ground a bit. Placing his hand on the ice, his brow furrowed slightly.
A slight rectangle appeared. Frost began curling onto it. At the top was an inscription: 'For the fallen. May they burn brightly.' Underneath that was a list of the soldiers who'd died in defense of the Citadel.
Standing up, he stepped back. [say]"How's that?"[/say] Again, he spoke softly, not really sure where he stood with Korbin.
Once again nodding, he knelt down at the base of the statue. It was already raised off the ground a bit. Placing his hand on the ice, his brow furrowed slightly.
A slight rectangle appeared. Frost began curling onto it. At the top was an inscription: 'For the fallen. May they burn brightly.' Underneath that was a list of the soldiers who'd died in defense of the Citadel.
Standing up, he stepped back. [say]"How's that?"[/say] Again, he spoke softly, not really sure where he stood with Korbin.