Sah
What is knowledge without wisdom?
Sah snickered but gestured for her to follow him. "Come on." He led her to a small tailor, who's eyes widened in horror upon seeing the cold and shivering woman. Leaping into action, Freya was soon decked out in fresh, and warmer, fur-lined clothing. As Freya changed, Sah hashed out the trade with the tailor, promising a fresh luxere fur in the morning. In a place like Halo, food and fur were prized. As was anything else that aided in arctic survival.
Once Freya was set, Sah led her to a tavern and gestured for her to sit. "I'll go grab our food. It's more of a 'what they made today' thing then an actual menu. Do you want a drink or tea?" The food was always good her, homemade and filling. No one with common survival sense would dare complain. A hot meal was a hot meal.
Once Freya was set, Sah led her to a tavern and gestured for her to sit. "I'll go grab our food. It's more of a 'what they made today' thing then an actual menu. Do you want a drink or tea?" The food was always good her, homemade and filling. No one with common survival sense would dare complain. A hot meal was a hot meal.
What is desire without instinct?
