show me how it ends, it's alright
Even in Longheat, things out on the Tundra are bitter. Still, there's no snow in the skies and the ground crunches beneath their boots, so the going might be faster than otherwise expected. Neron arrives at the shores of the Sea of Glass with a sled in tow, filled with tools for chipping away the ice and space to drag their spoils back with them. Why they need ice is beyond him, especially why they need ice from here. But gods are strange and Neron can appreciate that if nothing else, so he presses onwards.
"I think here ought to be fine, though if people wish to go further out onto the ice, I doubt there will be much danger. The Sea of Glass doesn't melt, from my experience." Perpetually frozen, Neron wonders occasionally what might be beneath the ice, lurking and sleeping and waiting. A perfect thought when they'll be carving away some of that ice shortly. Oh well.
This is the RQ thread for collecting ice from the Sea of Glass! Two more Halovians are needed!
"I think here ought to be fine, though if people wish to go further out onto the ice, I doubt there will be much danger. The Sea of Glass doesn't melt, from my experience." Perpetually frozen, Neron wonders occasionally what might be beneath the ice, lurking and sleeping and waiting. A perfect thought when they'll be carving away some of that ice shortly. Oh well.
This is the RQ thread for collecting ice from the Sea of Glass! Two more Halovians are needed!
Neron
