there's light at the edge of the darkness
Loren probably should’ve been at the Temple making last minute preparations. However, he had invited a lot of people into his home, and he wanted to make sure they all managed to make it to a safe place for LongNight, especially given how many of them were newcomers. Of course, in a sense, he was also a newcomer to this as well, since he’d never been through the horrors of the coming week either. He tried not to let that show, to project confidence as he waited for his people to gather.
There were quite a few to wait on: Beatrix, Jace, Peter, Abasi, Aonghas, Oliver and others, all supposedly were in the Manor. Some showed, some didn’t, but while the summoner did his best to wait until the last minute, he didn’t want to risk being outside when darkness fell. Still, he waited as long as he could, probably too long, before finally setting off. He had a heavy pack on his back and had a summoned horse pulling a sled; while he’d transferred pretty much everything he needed, already, there were always those last minute supplies he always remembered. Plus, he had a large stack of books for all reading levels. While he wouldn’t be doing much pleasure reading, he figured others might find them a welcome distraction.
As they pulled up to the Temple, he unloaded his supplies. However, first he needed to greet a few people. He nodded at Wessex, figuring the queen didn’t need anything more from him. Rexanna, however, needed an apology. Stepping close to the blue-eyed woman, he looked at her with haunted eyes. ”Hey. I just wanted to say that I’m sorry for how I acted and what I said.” Biting his lip, he glanced down. ”And if that friendship thing is still on the table...I might be ready to take you up on it.” Now was neither the time nor the space to have an extended conversation about that though. Instead, he made sure the last of the packs and the last of his people were situated, before helping others get themselves settled in. He didn’t bother picking a spot or anything, since he was planning to just set his bedroll wherever there was space. Besides, he figured he’d be on guard at one of the two entrances, and he didn’t mind sleeping in a chair there if he had to.
There were quite a few to wait on: Beatrix, Jace, Peter, Abasi, Aonghas, Oliver and others, all supposedly were in the Manor. Some showed, some didn’t, but while the summoner did his best to wait until the last minute, he didn’t want to risk being outside when darkness fell. Still, he waited as long as he could, probably too long, before finally setting off. He had a heavy pack on his back and had a summoned horse pulling a sled; while he’d transferred pretty much everything he needed, already, there were always those last minute supplies he always remembered. Plus, he had a large stack of books for all reading levels. While he wouldn’t be doing much pleasure reading, he figured others might find them a welcome distraction.
As they pulled up to the Temple, he unloaded his supplies. However, first he needed to greet a few people. He nodded at Wessex, figuring the queen didn’t need anything more from him. Rexanna, however, needed an apology. Stepping close to the blue-eyed woman, he looked at her with haunted eyes. ”Hey. I just wanted to say that I’m sorry for how I acted and what I said.” Biting his lip, he glanced down. ”And if that friendship thing is still on the table...I might be ready to take you up on it.” Now was neither the time nor the space to have an extended conversation about that though. Instead, he made sure the last of the packs and the last of his people were situated, before helping others get themselves settled in. He didn’t bother picking a spot or anything, since he was planning to just set his bedroll wherever there was space. Besides, he figured he’d be on guard at one of the two entrances, and he didn’t mind sleeping in a chair there if he had to.
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