Halo was bringing with it more than the usual share of troubles and tribulations, both in how it had been reached and in who was in charge of this ice-blasted wasteland. Jigano had more questions than answers by far, even after speaking with Ingrid, and Loren might have a few of the missing pieces...
Though, even if he didn't, he was tough enough to take care of himself in the new land, and the Loreseeker was overdue for seeking out his company after how busy they'd been their last few meetings, with little time to talk. The Provost had asked for Loren's assistance in making their way to the Citadel to learn more about how things were run in Halo and to pay Ingrid a visit in Snowcloak. He took the weather seriously enough to not risk it alone just yet...
And, in truth, he still couldn't face the portal alone without a friendly push and someone else to put on a brave face for in order to force himself through it.
A large bag of gloriously oversized and robustly healthy root vegetables had been his contribution to the waiting guards, the veggies grown with the combination of his earth and healing magics the day before so they would be as fresh as possible. As soon as they were out of the tunnel he had shifted to his draconic form, sighing a frosty breath as the cold bit far less fiercely against silver scales that were most at home in snow-capped mountains. Shall we go? he asked his fuzzy companion, curling a serpentine neck down to peer at Loren curiously. Isuma had been left with Rory for the day, as he didn't wish to risk her against the wind even with her fur and feathers to protect her. Could you tell me a bit about Neron as we walk? The man you knew as him, at least?
Though, even if he didn't, he was tough enough to take care of himself in the new land, and the Loreseeker was overdue for seeking out his company after how busy they'd been their last few meetings, with little time to talk. The Provost had asked for Loren's assistance in making their way to the Citadel to learn more about how things were run in Halo and to pay Ingrid a visit in Snowcloak. He took the weather seriously enough to not risk it alone just yet...
And, in truth, he still couldn't face the portal alone without a friendly push and someone else to put on a brave face for in order to force himself through it.
A large bag of gloriously oversized and robustly healthy root vegetables had been his contribution to the waiting guards, the veggies grown with the combination of his earth and healing magics the day before so they would be as fresh as possible. As soon as they were out of the tunnel he had shifted to his draconic form, sighing a frosty breath as the cold bit far less fiercely against silver scales that were most at home in snow-capped mountains. Shall we go? he asked his fuzzy companion, curling a serpentine neck down to peer at Loren curiously. Isuma had been left with Rory for the day, as he didn't wish to risk her against the wind even with her fur and feathers to protect her. Could you tell me a bit about Neron as we walk? The man you knew as him, at least?
