They were closing the distance from the Fangs to the Citadel, and Noah was growing thankful. Even though the pair was well used to this route, it was still hard to carry such weight as a luxere on his back the entire way. He had done it countless times before, but he always slept hard and long afterwards. He kept his eyes up and scanning the terrain for wolves or other predators, all the while listening to Weaver.
She had a good point, and he nodded along with her words. "Maybe I will go." The more he was learning about the gods and the shrines, Noah knew he could no longer live a life of ignorance regarding them. "Hopefully I will take more after your visit than Korbin's." He laughed a little at the younger Hale's expense. The statement was rooted in truth, however. Noah did hope that he would not receive curses for finally giving time to piety.
With all of his curiosities met, he trudged on without further word, still watching out for their safety. He could see the Citadel now, and he was thankful they would draw into the walls before sundown. -FIN noah olson |
