He glanced at the kettle, wondering briefly if he'd set it too close to the hob again-- but, no, that sound was coming from young Quanil and he felt a twinge of trepidation strike discordant notes within his heart. Loreseekers had a bad habit of dying, or disappearing, or getting kidnapped, and did he have any right to put one so young into such danger?
But if he didn't agree to let them join where he and the others could keep an eye on them, would they just find a way to involve themselves in worse danger? He'd seen a lot of enthusiasm so far, but very little common sense. Maybe Loren could provide some direction... and a steadying influence. Though the fire-happy bear-summoner was currently dealing with his own demons after his ice shards had killed so many.
He settled back into his seat and picked up his mug of tea as he considered the question, nodding slowly. "One of our more recent additions is actually from Halo," he explained. "Ingrid came through the portal shortly after it opened, and found her way here. She liked what she heard and joined our ranks, and is currently our top expert on her land." His lips quirked wryly in spite of the gravity of the day. Ingrid was... certainly not what one would expect from a Loreseeker! "We've begun to travel to and from that land more frequently now, and learned that the leader of Halo is Warder Neron - an Outlander. Also, much to everyone's surprise, he's the brother of another recently-joined Seeker, an Outlander named Loren." He tilted his head thoughtfully. "Samuel, our Chronicler is exploring Halo for... other reasons," he admitted, keeping his tone carefully neutral. "But also reporting back what he's finding to the Guild, as far as geography, geology, and weather. Which is mostly colder than the coldest winter ever recorded in the Hollowed Grounds," he added with a hint of warning in his voice. "Halo is a land of eternal winter, lethally so if you don't take safeguards against it. Also, the Warder requires us to bring offerings to leave with the guards on their side of the portal if you travel there. Food is preferred, though fuel or warm clothing seems welcome as well." He paused in his recitation of information to see what Quanil would think of it all as he raised a brow at them. "Once you've caught up on the sciences already available in the Hollowed Grounds it would be a good place to go. You'd have allies there if you needed them, and those who can guide you through the Tundra to reach the Citadel so you don't freeze to death before you find it." Not a problem since a path had been cleared... unless there was a blizzard.
But if he didn't agree to let them join where he and the others could keep an eye on them, would they just find a way to involve themselves in worse danger? He'd seen a lot of enthusiasm so far, but very little common sense. Maybe Loren could provide some direction... and a steadying influence. Though the fire-happy bear-summoner was currently dealing with his own demons after his ice shards had killed so many.
He settled back into his seat and picked up his mug of tea as he considered the question, nodding slowly. "One of our more recent additions is actually from Halo," he explained. "Ingrid came through the portal shortly after it opened, and found her way here. She liked what she heard and joined our ranks, and is currently our top expert on her land." His lips quirked wryly in spite of the gravity of the day. Ingrid was... certainly not what one would expect from a Loreseeker! "We've begun to travel to and from that land more frequently now, and learned that the leader of Halo is Warder Neron - an Outlander. Also, much to everyone's surprise, he's the brother of another recently-joined Seeker, an Outlander named Loren." He tilted his head thoughtfully. "Samuel, our Chronicler is exploring Halo for... other reasons," he admitted, keeping his tone carefully neutral. "But also reporting back what he's finding to the Guild, as far as geography, geology, and weather. Which is mostly colder than the coldest winter ever recorded in the Hollowed Grounds," he added with a hint of warning in his voice. "Halo is a land of eternal winter, lethally so if you don't take safeguards against it. Also, the Warder requires us to bring offerings to leave with the guards on their side of the portal if you travel there. Food is preferred, though fuel or warm clothing seems welcome as well." He paused in his recitation of information to see what Quanil would think of it all as he raised a brow at them. "Once you've caught up on the sciences already available in the Hollowed Grounds it would be a good place to go. You'd have allies there if you needed them, and those who can guide you through the Tundra to reach the Citadel so you don't freeze to death before you find it." Not a problem since a path had been cleared... unless there was a blizzard.
