[SWE] death is sure to outlast this catastrophe

Noah Olson Memories sweet whispers are all that we'll have left So fall into these arms tonight and share this one last breath The pair followed Morgan and Neron, though they kept their own pace. This was something Noah did not want to miss. Not only was a cure being given -- if chosen -- to those that came, but the Voice was the one giving it. The hunter was currently so hungry for knowledge of the gods -- old and new -- that passing up the opportunity to see one in person was something he was not interested in. He needed to see her--it?--if the rumor of her appearance was true. However, the attuned was still comfortable with the gifts he had been given by the old gods. Therefor, he strode into the Hollowed Grounds in his reindeer form. Walking beside Delphine, with his impressive racked head held high, Noah watched as many people, from all regions of Caido, approached. Settling in at the back of the group, the reindeer moved his glacier eyes around to watch those approach her. He was full of curiosity as well as trepidation -- the ultimate question still thrumming in the bottom of his chest -- could they trust the Voice? Bring on the comets