KORBIN
Leave my loneliness unbroken!
- quit the bust above my door!
- quit the bust above my door!
Loren wasn't the only one with a home-renovation project on his hands. Korbin was in the midst of one too, though he wasn't as vocal about it. His turbulent day-to-day moods was indication enough. He offered a part of the understanding he felt, and veered off a little, returning the air space to the goose so it could fly unhindered.
"No idea, sadly," he had to admit. Korbin rarely paid attention to the shrine or who visited it. He was no priest, after all. "Might be worth looking into? Angry spirits during Deepfrost is the last thing we need." He flew on for a while, then had to ask what was nagging most at him: "Do.. you think it's permanent? The curse?"
It was a quiet question, laced with real fear. So far the silence was bearable, but... a lifetime without music? Korbin wasn't sure he could stand that.
"No idea, sadly," he had to admit. Korbin rarely paid attention to the shrine or who visited it. He was no priest, after all. "Might be worth looking into? Angry spirits during Deepfrost is the last thing we need." He flew on for a while, then had to ask what was nagging most at him: "Do.. you think it's permanent? The curse?"
It was a quiet question, laced with real fear. So far the silence was bearable, but... a lifetime without music? Korbin wasn't sure he could stand that.
Quoth the Raven,
"Nevermore."
"Nevermore."
