NERON
show me how defenceless you really are
"Time and not space it is, then," Neron murmured, having moved to sit in a comfortable chair by his bookshelves (which had been moved pointedly away from the fireplace, in the same way his desk had been moved from in front of the window). He offered Loren a seat in the chair opposite; his twin would likely notice that those books which were not dedicated to history, map making, magic and so on, were - naturally - terrible romance novels.
"Well, as you can imagine, I am not in Morgan's good books currently." The extent at which the Warden had earned his Captain's ire was as of yet unknown because we haven't gotten there yet in the thread, but she had mentioned his slacking off on a number of issues. "The cannibals at Whitebrim are escalating their activities in the leadup to Deepfrost. I may have to lead an expedition myself to deal with the issue - I would appreciate your help. The people are also talking of Longnight and the Hollowed Grounds monsters. You may as well know now, that I plan to bar access to the portal, or anywhere outside the Citadel, when the snows come in. It is too dangerous to travel during Deepfrost in Halo."
A warmer smile flickered across Neron's face, and he shrugged his shoulders. "I am glad it doesn't. It makes things a lot easier," he murmured, watching the feathers sprout along his twin's arm. "Well aren't we a pair? My strength came more by way of being impervious to pain, granted. But still."
"Well, as you can imagine, I am not in Morgan's good books currently." The extent at which the Warden had earned his Captain's ire was as of yet unknown because we haven't gotten there yet in the thread, but she had mentioned his slacking off on a number of issues. "The cannibals at Whitebrim are escalating their activities in the leadup to Deepfrost. I may have to lead an expedition myself to deal with the issue - I would appreciate your help. The people are also talking of Longnight and the Hollowed Grounds monsters. You may as well know now, that I plan to bar access to the portal, or anywhere outside the Citadel, when the snows come in. It is too dangerous to travel during Deepfrost in Halo."
A warmer smile flickered across Neron's face, and he shrugged his shoulders. "I am glad it doesn't. It makes things a lot easier," he murmured, watching the feathers sprout along his twin's arm. "Well aren't we a pair? My strength came more by way of being impervious to pain, granted. But still."
