FOX
Even were it not for the strange rhyme, Fox would have been enthralled by the making of the fire nonetheless. So long had he spent being unable to be around the flames, the heat, even the light of the sun, that moments like these always seemed somewhat magical. Indeed, now that he can plunge his fingers into the embers, even more so. (He doesn't, of course, because that would be weird and rude).
"Too much going on in a city," Fox agrees nonchalantly. "The Grounds are nowhere near that, these days, and even they seem loud enough at times." Reaching into his bag again, the hunter draws out a smaller pot - enough to brew coffee in - and heads to the stream to fill it with water. Carefully adjusting the fire Morgen has made to make room for his pot without suffocating it, he sits back again on his heels.
"Ah, you'd think so," he murmurs of the Grounds. "People forget how many ordinary folks lived there, even with all the Ascended. And since the war the whole place has change - feels completely different. There's even a port now, so we get travellers coming in more often than we ever did before." But still - it's no Torchline, if that's what Morgen means.
As for the tourist destination brothel, Fox bares his teeth in a fanged grin. "You better watch out the tourists don't come looking for pony rides."
"Too much going on in a city," Fox agrees nonchalantly. "The Grounds are nowhere near that, these days, and even they seem loud enough at times." Reaching into his bag again, the hunter draws out a smaller pot - enough to brew coffee in - and heads to the stream to fill it with water. Carefully adjusting the fire Morgen has made to make room for his pot without suffocating it, he sits back again on his heels.
"Ah, you'd think so," he murmurs of the Grounds. "People forget how many ordinary folks lived there, even with all the Ascended. And since the war the whole place has change - feels completely different. There's even a port now, so we get travellers coming in more often than we ever did before." But still - it's no Torchline, if that's what Morgen means.
As for the tourist destination brothel, Fox bares his teeth in a fanged grin. "You better watch out the tourists don't come looking for pony rides."
astra inclinant, sed non obligant
