[o] [SE] Stars over Bones

yet my blood renders me a King

Given Safrin's dislike of Ludo, there was only one thing that felt fitting to protect his home with. Sah also wasn't a fan of the sadistic herald, so he had no issue with focusing more on the starry goddess during Ludo's season. He'd worked with jewelry, clothing, and other materials in the past, but Sah was still unsure about metalworking.

It was a surmountable obstacle, and he'd spent his morning requesting the assistance of a local blacksmith. In exchange for a fine arctic fox skin, the man had been more than willing to give the hybrid a crash course on the basics of working with steel. After a bit of time testing his idea with scrap metal, the hybrid felt confident enough to complete his objective. With a final thanks, he headed home.

Arriving home as the sun began to set, the Wild Thunder got to work creating twine, nails, and small metal stars with his magic. The stars all had a small nail-sized hole at the top of one of their tips. A lantern hung from the top of the porch, casting warm light on the forming stars.  After some time and a break for hot chocolate, Sah had a nice pile of materials to work with.

Taking a nail, he hammered it into the column at the front of his door, and then, with twine wrapped through the hole of the first star, he hung it in place. Stepping back, Sah nodded to himself. Perfect. Glancing down, he eyed the pile with a grin. One down and many to go.

Sah

Though Hadama was rarely in Halo these days, he had new powers to stretch, and a fellow devotee of Safrin to check in with after their previous journey together to the Greatwood. He had arrived at the skyport and, upon leaving the building, soon found a couple of the ubiquitous vampire gourds rolling down the street. He watched in bemusement as they chased a ningo and then shook his head before asking for directions.

The hunter was well-known in Halo, and he easily learned of Sah's address. Though it was dark in spite of the early evening hour, there were plenty of lanterns lit along the main streets and the stars shone brightly overhead. Hadama paused as he saw a familiar head of dark hair standing outside, hammering something into his door frame. He watched a moment and then approached on quiet feet. Booted and wearing his parka, he was still remarkably quiet for a man of his size before he spoke.

"Hello, Sah Lovi. What are you doing?"