The dragon and the courier caught his attention by their voices carrying towards him. Stopping, Noah lifted himself out of a fighting posture into something a little more proper for conversation. He wiped at his brow with the back of one gloved hand, careful not to let the sweat settle at all to save from the frostbite of it freezing on him.
”Just blowing off some steam.” Noah said, twirling the spear and then setting the end of it in the snow, the tip pointed deliberately at the sky rather than towards the courier. ”You on a route?” Noah asked, gesturing towards the dog at his side by tilting the spear just a few degrees and two fingers uncurling from its hilt.
”Just blowing off some steam.” Noah said, twirling the spear and then setting the end of it in the snow, the tip pointed deliberately at the sky rather than towards the courier. ”You on a route?” Noah asked, gesturing towards the dog at his side by tilting the spear just a few degrees and two fingers uncurling from its hilt.
Noah
the sentinel of the north
