Harper
Harper had once been in her shoes, unsure where to even start in terms of asking about the Gods, so there is clear sympathy in his expression as he waves away her gratitude easily. "Of course! It can be really overwhelming, I totally understand. Safrin is my herald so I'm best at answering anything about her, but if you think of anything that books can't answer you can always send me a letter." Even without his last name or address, most everyone in Torchline knew Harper by first name alone and would ensure any wayward letter would end up in his hands. "I actually run a school for young adults outside of my council duties, so I can't really resist sticking my nose into things."
Childish to his core, Harper makes a 'yuck' face (complete with sticking his tongue out) at Sohalia's defense of the Grounds' weather. Though he breaks immediately and laughs because - "Unfortunately yes, I have been. And it was awful!" Though he rarely ever burns, he'd been rather pink to say the least by the time he'd made it home. Even flying had been no escape from the wretched sun.
"I'll take your word for it; I'm not one for cold waters, personally. I have delicate sensibilities," he stresses dramatically, with one hand over his forehead in dramatic swoon. "Though I can never resist wading in regardless. I blame that on my elephant shift though; constant desire to splash around with little regard for human skin's limits." Which often led to Harper standing awkwardly in the water with elephant skin shifted on his legs to withstand the chill.
Childish to his core, Harper makes a 'yuck' face (complete with sticking his tongue out) at Sohalia's defense of the Grounds' weather. Though he breaks immediately and laughs because - "Unfortunately yes, I have been. And it was awful!" Though he rarely ever burns, he'd been rather pink to say the least by the time he'd made it home. Even flying had been no escape from the wretched sun.
"I'll take your word for it; I'm not one for cold waters, personally. I have delicate sensibilities," he stresses dramatically, with one hand over his forehead in dramatic swoon. "Though I can never resist wading in regardless. I blame that on my elephant shift though; constant desire to splash around with little regard for human skin's limits." Which often led to Harper standing awkwardly in the water with elephant skin shifted on his legs to withstand the chill.
can we go back to the world we had?
with a love so sweet it makes me sad
with a love so sweet it makes me sad
