every time i think i've finally made it, i learn i'm farther away than i have ever been before
The lodge may be one of Noah's proudest accomplishments. Built with the helping hands of many of those Noah had fed over the years, and shoulder to shoulder with his fellow hunters, the lodge stood as a beacon of safety and prosperity in the Greenwing. The rolling expanse of green was a beautiful wreath to the dark woods of the lodge. Noah loved it here.
With Cordelia expecting so soon, the Sentinel had spent time hunting in the Greenwing to be able to prepare a storage for them. It wouldn't be long before Noah would want to move his children and wife to this place for rest and comfort, away from the hustle of Snowcloak. With the chores done, Noah took time to rejuvenate himself before heading back to the Citadel.
The sky was dark and gloomy, but the green around him was still somehow brilliant. The wind was bitter cold and it turned his ears and nose bright red, but the demigod stayed in his task. He turned and jabbed and spun and jumped and grunted as he practiced and practiced with his Sun Spear.
NOAH
