May your past be the sound
He was continually puzzled by the residents of Halo and their general lack of empathy for their fellow human. From Korbin clinging to tradition even if it cost the lives of those who lived here, to Beatrix not being aware that offering a simple condolence in the face of another saying they have experienced a loss was normal. But then, perhaps it wasn't a condition of the region at all, perhaps he had just met people with a certain way of dealing with emotions - that is, not at all. He remained silent as she spoke of Zariah, nodding, offering nothing but a solemn expression in response."Oh that's interesting," low, warm tones supplied as she spoke of her role for the Academy. "What sorts of things do you look for in a student?" He quizzed, hoping to shed more light on what this latest development with the Academy entailed.
"Warden Aristomache?" he responded, nodding in agreement with her question to know more about the woman. "She was Captain of the Guard before the election, where she was voted over Loren for the Warden position. She can do some kick-arse water magic." He shrugged. "She's a respectable woman, and hopes to lead Halo into whatever the future may hold for us." Seasonal spirits be damned, he added silently, but it was all in jest. "I don't pretend to know everyone here," he said with a smile, "but was there anything else specifically you wanted to know?"
of your feet upon the ground
CHULANE
