KORBIN
And round about his home the glory
That blushed and bloomed,
That blushed and bloomed,
Venison didn't mean anything to Korbin, he had no idea what that was. He knew Luxere and Ursur, and the other beasts that roamed the Tundra. But he was contented that at least Loren knew, and nodded.
Listening quietly to the rest, he turned the idea over in his mind. Adverse though he was to change, and to the fact that it came from the mouth of an outsider, he wasn't stupid. Korbin could see several immediate benefits and drawbacks to the idea.
"How would you keep it warm? Where would you get the materials? Who is to build it, maintain it, and what happens if it breaks down?" He didn't try to wrap the questions up, and gave no indication on what he thought. Aside from the usual suspicion.
Listening quietly to the rest, he turned the idea over in his mind. Adverse though he was to change, and to the fact that it came from the mouth of an outsider, he wasn't stupid. Korbin could see several immediate benefits and drawbacks to the idea.
"How would you keep it warm? Where would you get the materials? Who is to build it, maintain it, and what happens if it breaks down?" He didn't try to wrap the questions up, and gave no indication on what he thought. Aside from the usual suspicion.
Is but a dim-remembered story
Of the old time entombed.
Of the old time entombed.
