“Hopefully it will be a good place.” Noah hadn’t been inside the building yet, but from the outside it checked a lot of boxes. It was in a good location between the domiciles and the Jack Tar Landing, easy for people to get to even if they had limitations that kept them from going as far as the port.
When Noah and Tal shifted places, the Forsaken rubbed his hands some on the sides of his coat to wipe away some of the grime. He knew it was futile, for he would only sink his hands into the mud again, but between sessions of imbuing the earth with his magic it felt better.
“I asked people to help renovate and clean up the medical wing of the Temple, but the first endeavor didn’t end well.” Noah flinched thinking about. Between the tension with Bart, the dog running around, and the bay infestation? Not ending well was an understatement. “I’d like to finish that, and I’d like to ferry in some more medical supplies from Halo. Can you bring them?”
When Noah and Tal shifted places, the Forsaken rubbed his hands some on the sides of his coat to wipe away some of the grime. He knew it was futile, for he would only sink his hands into the mud again, but between sessions of imbuing the earth with his magic it felt better.
“I asked people to help renovate and clean up the medical wing of the Temple, but the first endeavor didn’t end well.” Noah flinched thinking about. Between the tension with Bart, the dog running around, and the bay infestation? Not ending well was an understatement. “I’d like to finish that, and I’d like to ferry in some more medical supplies from Halo. Can you bring them?”
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