[RQ] [SE] Rave Rocks

Sah

The rainbow road was as beautiful as Sah remembered. Before meeting up with Noah, he stopped by the shrine and laid some freshly picked fruits down as an offering. With a bowed head, he thanked Frey and Rae for their continued assistance in helping them rally against the Family. Frey had been helping Halo directly with regional quests but that golden tree last season must have been the work of Rae. With his prayers made, the Wild Thunder found himself back at the main section of the road as Noah came into sight.

He raised a hand, " Noah! Over here!" Sah resisted the urge to wipe away a bead of sweat on his temple as Lilly and Pad splashed in the road. Although he'd willingly come to Torchline for vacation, the heat was still unbearable at times. Collecting stones in the cool water was exactly what he needed. The Abandoned would probably spend some time relaxing here even after their task was complete.

My soul is in the sky
-William Shakespeare

are there no fighters left here anymore?
are we the generation we've been waiting for?

It took some time for Noah to settle after the void sea panther attack. He and Sah had spent some time cleaning up, and then he ventured into the city proper to see if anyone could identify or claim the body that had been unceremoniously ripped from the panthers stomach, but there was no luck. So he spent some time at the lighthouse in the presence of the shrine before he needed to meet Sah at their agreed time and place.

Because there was always time to help Halo.

Moving across the rainbow road, Noah tried to be slow. He tried to be present. He tried to draw in the beauty and wonder of this place, but it was hard. His mind still whirled with the threat at large, and he couldn’t take himself off the edge. Maybe some time with the once-wolf that didn’t involve combat could help that.

The Forsaken waved as he was greeted and pulled the small leather sling bag from his back to rest against his belly for collecting the rocks. ”Hey, how’re you doing?”

the forsaken

or are we patiently burning
waiting to be saved?

Sah

As Noah approached, Sah's brow furrowed. The tension in his friend's shoulders was obvious. But the Demi-god didn't mention the recent events and instead seemed focused on their task. Nodding, the Abandoned smiled softly, "I'm alright. A little tired. How are you?" He didn't get physically tired often, but the mental fatigue from the past few weeks was beginning to creep up on him.

The Wild Thunder glanced at the bag with a nod, "If we fill that, I imagine we'll have enough." Crouch down, Sah began to remove his shoes. It'd be possible to collect from the riverbank, but the cool water looked especially inviting today. Once he was done, he cuffed his pants and stepped into the rippling waves with a sigh. Where they were, the water only came up to mid-calf but felt wonderful.

My soul is in the sky
-William Shakespeare

are there no fighters left here anymore?
are we the generation we've been waiting for?

”Better after stopping by the fountain. I didn’t take on a lot of damage, but the burns from that things blood were gnarly. Didn’t want them to get infected.” He said with a shrug. ”I wrote a letter home to Delia to let her know I’d be here for a while longer, but she’s expecting me after we finish this up.”

With that, Noah gestured down to the rocks and started to get to work. He gathered what he thought would fit the bill and placed them in his satchel, tossing aside any that wouldn’t be good enough for their upgrades. ”Hey, did Talyson ask you about trying to look for one of his lost friends?” the Forsaken asked as they worked, glancing towards the once wolf.

the forsaken

or are we patiently burning
waiting to be saved?

Sah

Sah nodded, "Good." He had been worried about the extent of the Demi-gods' injuries (unknowing that the next void encounter would be so much worse). He'd managed to come out of the fight relatively unharmed, thanks to Remi. Things would have been so much worse if he and Ronin hadn't arrived when they did.

The mention of his cousin made a soft smile come to the Abandoned's face. "I'm hoping to head home soon as well. I miss the snow." It was way too hot in Torchline. Why had he decided to come during the warmest season again? Sah started to collect rocks as well, choosing a variety of colors in case that ended up mattering. However, he was drawn to blue the most.  

Sah tilted his head as he deposited another handful of stones, "No. I haven't spoken to him in a few weeks. Did something happen?" If Tal needed help finding a lost friend, the Wild Thunder would certainly volunteer to help.

My soul is in the sky
-William Shakespeare

are there no fighters left here anymore?
are we the generation we've been waiting for?

Careful and diligent in the way he chose stones, it took Noah longer to do his part to fill the bag than it would have been were he a careless man. He wanted unmarred stones, with no shells or other pieces of coral fused onto them. He liked smooth, colorful stones and mostly chose them that fit in his palm perfectly. "Well, plan on coming over for some meals when we both get back. If we've both been gone, Delia and the twins will expect nothing else." He flashed a toothy grin to his friend, the wrinkles in the corners of his eyes genuine.

"Yeah, he mentioned something off handed about going to one of the void infected lands to look for someone he knows. Another courier, I think? I'm not sure of the details, but I told him I would go." And threatened him not to go alone. He hoped Tal would heed that warning, since Noah also offered a hand.

the forsaken

or are we patiently burning
waiting to be saved?

Sah

Their bag of stones filled steadily as Noah spoke. Sah returned the Demi-god's grin and nodded sharply, "Absolutely. We can't risk getting on their bad side." Not that he would never say no to a home-cooked meal and time with his family.

The mention of Talyson's friend was concerning and the Abandoned hummed in thought, "I'll reach out to him. Count me in." There was no way he was going to sit back while two of his most important people (don't tell Tal) went off into void-infected territory. He'd be there to watch their backs.

"Speaking of void related endeavors. I picked up the infected claws in our last fight, but I'm honestly not sure what to do with them. I was originally thinking about holding onto them in case we needed an infected item for whatever reason, and I have no intention of actually making them into a weapon. It's just too risky." Sah tilted his head as he deposited more carefully chosen stones in the bag, "What do you think?"

My soul is in the sky
-William Shakespeare

are there no fighters left here anymore?
are we the generation we've been waiting for?

With nearly all of the rocks they needed to collect, Noah shifted the back after fastening it back up. There was enough room for Sah to put in the last of the rocks he had. ”Good.” Noah said. ”Air magic continues to be incredibly effective, so having a mage along with it mastered is a good idea.”

Once Sah placed the rest of his rocks in the bag, Noah swung it around his body so it rested comfortably against his back. ”Hmm.” Noah’s throat rumbled as he thought, and his brows knit together on his forehead. Lifting the back of his hand to his forehead, he wiped off sweat and answered. ”Maybe I could bring them to Vi…in case we need them for anything, he would have them. But then they wouldn’t pose a danger to anyone else.” He knew that if they were in the hands of Vi then no one could make a weapon from them — because even if Sah wasn’t going to (thankfully), that didn’t mean the rest of Caido held that same idea. He was certain there were some who didn’t feel the same way about the Family that they did, because there were those that didn’t feel the Voice was bad, either.

the forsaken

or are we patiently burning
waiting to be saved?

Sah

"I'll be there." Although Sah didn't fully understand why air magic was more effective than others, he was glad that it was something in his arsenal. He'd only learned at first so that he could craft magical items, and it was never his magic of choice. Times had certainly changed.

Sah hummed after Noah posed his plan, "I like that idea. I'm curious to hear what Vi has to say about it." With a nod, he went over and grabbed his pack, carefully pulling out a double-bagged parcel. It might have been excessive, but Sah didn't want to take any chances. The Wild Thunder handed it over to his friend with a grimace, "Be careful."

~
Sah has given Noah:
Type: Dark | Style: Offensive | Level: Basic
Void Sea Panther Claws | The claws of a void sea panther which can be crafted into a weapon by a god. The teeth will always cause an injury to the person wielding it on a failed attack.

-[FIN]

My soul is in the sky
-William Shakespeare