Old information was better than none, and Loren was the only one Jigano trusted to speak honestly about the man who called himself Neron Launceleyn, so the dragon rumbled an affirmative at the warning and began plowing through the snow, letting his tail drag behind to make an easier trail for the honeybadger to follow.
I suspect Halo doesn't reward laziness, he thought with an edge of dry humor as the wind whipped around them, gusting veils of snow to obscure their vision along the marked trail. If he found a way to rule this place, and the kind of people who survive in it, he probably had to shape up, as you say. He snorted, clearing his nostrils of some threatening ice. A pulse of tentative empathy slipped through the Attuned bond at hearing that Loren hadn't known Neron well, though. Jigano had no siblings or family left, and he could only imagine what the other man was feeling in finding out that one of his own family members survived when he had assumed him lost. What sort of magic did he wield back then? If Neron was a Launceleyn, he had to have magic. Is it different than yours?
I suspect Halo doesn't reward laziness, he thought with an edge of dry humor as the wind whipped around them, gusting veils of snow to obscure their vision along the marked trail. If he found a way to rule this place, and the kind of people who survive in it, he probably had to shape up, as you say. He snorted, clearing his nostrils of some threatening ice. A pulse of tentative empathy slipped through the Attuned bond at hearing that Loren hadn't known Neron well, though. Jigano had no siblings or family left, and he could only imagine what the other man was feeling in finding out that one of his own family members survived when he had assumed him lost. What sort of magic did he wield back then? If Neron was a Launceleyn, he had to have magic. Is it different than yours?
