the baffled king composing hallelujah
"Mm, there were. Some are still close by, like Melita. Others moved on, or..." He shrugs a little sadly, squeezing her hand back. "Or their stories ended in the Hollowed Grounds. The guildhouse burned down on my second LongNight here," he says softly. And that was the end of that, until Aisha and the guild in Halo.
The topic bleeds away to the wonder and horror of the Climb, and Ronin raises a sleeve to cover his nose and mouth as they sail out and into the hot, smoky air. "It is," he agrees, peering out at the rivulets of lava, running like a bleeding wound across the crust of rock.
"Lucky for us, we're going up," Ronin murmurs, and already the nimbus begins to rise, as if to get above the smog. "I need to view a certain constellation from all four corners of Caido. Your mother calls it her Warrior's Constellation. So we need to find it, when the air clears."
The topic bleeds away to the wonder and horror of the Climb, and Ronin raises a sleeve to cover his nose and mouth as they sail out and into the hot, smoky air. "It is," he agrees, peering out at the rivulets of lava, running like a bleeding wound across the crust of rock.
"Lucky for us, we're going up," Ronin murmurs, and already the nimbus begins to rise, as if to get above the smog. "I need to view a certain constellation from all four corners of Caido. Your mother calls it her Warrior's Constellation. So we need to find it, when the air clears."
