Everyone, it seems, came to Sah's call. Apparently the letter was not for Noah alone. He wasn't surprised by this at all, but joy and gratitude filled his breast as each of them came bursting through the doors. Each of them received their own personalized greeting from him, and he kept is arm around Cordelia's waist after their kiss. "There is probably a lot to cover. Let's sit." Noah turned and gestured at the long table each of them had taken a place at before.
Noah led the migration and, once settled, began working through the flooding thoughts in his mind. He took a deep breath before starting, the breath pushing down his emotions as he exhaled. "I would like to see her." Morgan, that was. His eyes stayed on Sah through the statement, even as he shifted slightly in his chair. "Morgan and I may not have seen eye to eye, but it is important to honor her memory. In her youth, before she fell victim to the ploys of the Voice, she dedicated her life to protecting the people of Halo like her family before her." Noah looked to each of them then, ready to defend his position should anyone take the opposite side as him. Then, he moved on.
Pulling Sah's letter from his jacket pocket, Noah unfolded it and set it on the table before him. He let his hands run over the dry parchment to hold it down, and scanned it over once more. "You mentioned in this letter that Morgan was killed by a monster. Do you have any idea of what exactly happened to her?" It was part of the reason Noah wanted to see her body. From his experience, dragons never left a carcass behind. Not the dragons he had seen take hunters off the tundra, or the dragon that took Weaver from them. It could have been an ursur, or even a frost giant, but the Sentinel couldn't be sure. "You also wrote that Neron is missing. How have you confirmed this? With his lover falling victim to something in the tundra, I'm suspect that he might have gone to Hollowed Grounds to round up his own search party." It was speculation, but from what Noah knew of Neron, it didn't seem out of the question. "I'm hesitant to want to send out our own people if there are Ascended out there looking for vengeance."
Noah Olson cold in the violence after the war hope is a fire to keep us warm |
