how we are built

GIDEON

Be careful my darling
Be careful of what it takes

With the city on Torchline's shores essentially out of reach for the time being and Halo holding little of interest (he heard there had been unrest there lately, but the Citadel was so bereft of resources or important people he didn't care to learn of it ), Gideon had begun to wander further out. The Wilds promised adventure and discovery, a chance to involve oneself in the natural world the Gods had created, and he took that opportunity gladly.

It wasn't that unusual to hear the approaching footsteps of another explorer within the Oerwoud, but Gideon still stopped every time to let them come to him so that he could study who was coming - he couldn't afford to have the Ascended ambush him, after all.

What appeared from the trees was no Ascended, but a strange creature indeed, almost a bird and a deer at once yet neither. He tilted his head, was about to approach the creature, when it became clear there was a human figure behind it - perhaps it's master. "Hello there." Gideon called out, stepping into the light; it seemed unlikely an Ascended would have such a radiant companion. "Would you mind telling me...well, what your friend here is?" He asked, gesturing towards Belial.

What I've seen so far
The good ones always seems to break