NERON
show me how defenceless you really are
A message preceded his arrival. Neron was nothing if not polite, and given that this new Queen of the Hollowed Grounds had not braved the cold to come and see him, the Warden of the Citadel thought he would bring his fine self along to meet her instead. He did not come empty handed, naturally - with him he brought Ursur furs (they might not be useful now, but come Deepfrost...) along with a few crates of crisp red berries, a dozen ningo (plucked and ready for roasting) and a promise.
The promise that he would lend his abilities to the fire-prone land whilst he was in the Hollowed Grounds. Water and ice would be endlessly useful for the crops, he imagined.
And so it was that Neron arrived with a few guardsmen in tow, dressed in customary black despite the assurance of warmer weather, but with his cloak unfastened as they arrived through the portal in the Spire.
With luck, Rexanna would be there to greet him.
The promise that he would lend his abilities to the fire-prone land whilst he was in the Hollowed Grounds. Water and ice would be endlessly useful for the crops, he imagined.
And so it was that Neron arrived with a few guardsmen in tow, dressed in customary black despite the assurance of warmer weather, but with his cloak unfastened as they arrived through the portal in the Spire.
With luck, Rexanna would be there to greet him.
