NERON
show me how defenceless you really are
Neron arched an eyebrow at the comment about power; it was clear from his somewhat amused expression that he considered that response something of a cliche. Then again, coming from a power hungry family, perhaps he was simply tired of that particular explanation. That Zariah had almost forced her to marry, however... Neron couldn't not snort at that. "Would it offend you if I told you I was not surprised?" He smirked. "I am sure you would have been a fine Launceleyn, though I am glad that you chose a path that better suited yourself."
Giving a polite nod of his head at hearing he was not considered 'a sour taste' like his Archmage, Neron watched as she examined the basket, pausing alongside her with a faint smile on his lips. "Fun is not particularly high on the agenda in Halo, as you might imagine." He shrugged. "There are certain traditions though, I suppose. Fire blessings, singing, the occasional snow war. Mostly people enjoy getting drunk." And fucking. But he guessed from Rexanna's expression that she had already figured that one out.
Giving a polite nod of his head at hearing he was not considered 'a sour taste' like his Archmage, Neron watched as she examined the basket, pausing alongside her with a faint smile on his lips. "Fun is not particularly high on the agenda in Halo, as you might imagine." He shrugged. "There are certain traditions though, I suppose. Fire blessings, singing, the occasional snow war. Mostly people enjoy getting drunk." And fucking. But he guessed from Rexanna's expression that she had already figured that one out.
