"Yeah? That's a good way t'look at it." Did Tal breathe a quiet sigh of relief? He certainly did! Maybe Isar wasn't a resident yet, but at least the courier's bases were covered if the rather scraggly Ancient ever did make the permanent move to the Grounds.
Hail, maybe Tal would even join him someday.
But for now, the two wanderers had other concerns. "Well... um." Tal hesitated, but he was Halovian born and bred even if he didn't currently call that corner of the world home. Trust didn't come so easily, and even the courier wasn't gullible enough to take a man he'd just met at his word without doing some background digging of his own. "It's more that I'm not gonna hire anyone until I get t'know 'em," he said bluntly. "Or at least if someone I trust can vouch for 'em. If packages go missin', it's my reputation an' name on th'line, y'see. But if you're still interested..." He shrugged and screwed up his face in thought about Isar's own question. "Ummm. Well, not as many as there used t'be," he admitted slowly, thinking of Edmund. "But I still see a few there, yeah. Prob'ly nicer t'spend Deepfrost there'n here." More amenities than the Climb and a hailuva lot warmer than the Grounds in winter, it seemed more comfortable than the Grounds by far in the coldest season.
If you didn't mind the whole giant fucking purple island skulking out in the ocean like a big fat boil on the face of Caido itself.
Hail, maybe Tal would even join him someday.
But for now, the two wanderers had other concerns. "Well... um." Tal hesitated, but he was Halovian born and bred even if he didn't currently call that corner of the world home. Trust didn't come so easily, and even the courier wasn't gullible enough to take a man he'd just met at his word without doing some background digging of his own. "It's more that I'm not gonna hire anyone until I get t'know 'em," he said bluntly. "Or at least if someone I trust can vouch for 'em. If packages go missin', it's my reputation an' name on th'line, y'see. But if you're still interested..." He shrugged and screwed up his face in thought about Isar's own question. "Ummm. Well, not as many as there used t'be," he admitted slowly, thinking of Edmund. "But I still see a few there, yeah. Prob'ly nicer t'spend Deepfrost there'n here." More amenities than the Climb and a hailuva lot warmer than the Grounds in winter, it seemed more comfortable than the Grounds by far in the coldest season.
If you didn't mind the whole giant fucking purple island skulking out in the ocean like a big fat boil on the face of Caido itself.
