Through the torrential storms, Noah's resilience mirrored the strength he sought to instill in the land. Vi's teachings served as a guiding light, encouraging him to persist in his efforts. As Noah kneeled in prayer, the brilliant dome expanded, covering farms and homes, touching every corner of the vast terrain. Noah's devotion to the land and his sacred duty echoed through the Inner Quarter as he tirelessly worked to bring life to the Hollowed Grounds. The repeated mantra, "The land is my ally," resonated not just in his words but in the very essence of his actions. His hands, open and reverent, connected with the earth, channeling the magic. He felt his energy waiver some, and he rested his forearms on his knees before standing up.
He turned to head to another area and let the magic well up within him again when he heard his friend call out. Noah's steadfast friend, approached him, witnessing the profound connection between the devoted demigod and the land. Noah, his eyes reflecting both exhaustion and determination, smiled. "Forging an alliance with the land for the prosperity of all who call it home." He said, wiping grimed hands down the sides of his wet cloak. Noah let his glacier eyes fall from the courier and out towards the land again, and asked, "Do you have any items with healing properties?"
He turned to head to another area and let the magic well up within him again when he heard his friend call out. Noah's steadfast friend, approached him, witnessing the profound connection between the devoted demigod and the land. Noah, his eyes reflecting both exhaustion and determination, smiled. "Forging an alliance with the land for the prosperity of all who call it home." He said, wiping grimed hands down the sides of his wet cloak. Noah let his glacier eyes fall from the courier and out towards the land again, and asked, "Do you have any items with healing properties?"
