NERON
show me how defenceless you really are
How different, indeed. Neron walked with purpose, to be sure, his guardsmen following dutifully in his wake, but whilst the Warden was able to mask his surprise (and relief, in some ways) at the warmth of the sun on his back, those with him were much more obvious about it. Indeed, by the time Rexanna asked about this 'capturing the sun' myth, the guards were openly staring at those making baskets, at the open stalls and bare arms of the merchants within. The Grounds, to them, must seem like paradise.
"Perhaps so," Neron said with a smirk, casting a sidelong glance at Rexanna as they walked. Fire magic, then. Pieces continued to fall into place. "Forgive my bluntness, but you are Ascended are you not? But with magical capability as well?"
His footsteps all but silent on the warm earth, Neron watched a child run by with a net, attempting to cast it over a patch of sunlight between stalls. "I cannot say I have," he confessed about the myth. "There's no such custom in Halo."
"Perhaps so," Neron said with a smirk, casting a sidelong glance at Rexanna as they walked. Fire magic, then. Pieces continued to fall into place. "Forgive my bluntness, but you are Ascended are you not? But with magical capability as well?"
His footsteps all but silent on the warm earth, Neron watched a child run by with a net, attempting to cast it over a patch of sunlight between stalls. "I cannot say I have," he confessed about the myth. "There's no such custom in Halo."
