Neron nodded as Jigano said he had more questions, sitting back to hear them. Merchants and whatnot and trade routes in and out of Halo? He raised his eyebrows; they were uncommon at best. “There aren’t any,” he said. “Those who would trade with us do not risk it unless they are foolish or desperate. Any attempts are normally made during LongHeat, but the routes disappear by Deepfrost. The blizzards, the sea of glass and the Fangs make it very difficult going.”
He drummed his fingers along his seat. He had only ruled the Citadel for something over a year, so perhaps there was yet more to learn about the fringes of the territory. “Any correspondence from beyond Halo is done by raven, and even then it is never certain that the bird will make its way there or back alive. By and large we are a self sustaining community, and only the portal has recently allowed travel elsewhere. I hope that answers your questions.”
He drummed his fingers along his seat. He had only ruled the Citadel for something over a year, so perhaps there was yet more to learn about the fringes of the territory. “Any correspondence from beyond Halo is done by raven, and even then it is never certain that the bird will make its way there or back alive. By and large we are a self sustaining community, and only the portal has recently allowed travel elsewhere. I hope that answers your questions.”
