KORBIN
A raucous crow, a rootless tree
A coiled adder, night-old ice
A coiled adder, night-old ice
A raven perched on a nearby rooftop, with a prime view over the square. It was not the first movement of change it had ever seen, where governing faces changed and new times were promised. It was not even the first time he had found himself staring at a familiar face, wrapped in new garb and burned with additional worries. Images of Weaver standing where Noah now did kept haunting Korbin's mind, and for all that he was proud and confused about this new preemptive Noah, he was also afraid.
Would a dragon come sweeping in to take this last frayed cord from him, too?
The woman by his side was a stranger. Outlander, then - and once that might have brought a searing bile of hate roiling up through a raven's gullet. Now, after so long time spent beyond the reach of any humans, he couldn't quite bring himself to care. Let her sit in a chair and play at governing... Korbin suspected that she was tolerated mostly for Noah's presence up there. The last Outlander to call themselves Warden had not done so great, after all. She had plenty to prove and live up to, if she wanted to become more than tolerated.
As for concerns... If the dark bird had any, they would not be voiced here. Better address them later, when he could speak to Noah alone. The man had a lot to explain.
Would a dragon come sweeping in to take this last frayed cord from him, too?
The woman by his side was a stranger. Outlander, then - and once that might have brought a searing bile of hate roiling up through a raven's gullet. Now, after so long time spent beyond the reach of any humans, he couldn't quite bring himself to care. Let her sit in a chair and play at governing... Korbin suspected that she was tolerated mostly for Noah's presence up there. The last Outlander to call themselves Warden had not done so great, after all. She had plenty to prove and live up to, if she wanted to become more than tolerated.
As for concerns... If the dark bird had any, they would not be voiced here. Better address them later, when he could speak to Noah alone. The man had a lot to explain.
A racing stallion who has wrenched a leg,
Are never safe: let no man trust them.
Are never safe: let no man trust them.
