Beatrix
Halo's cold was like a blanket that she welcomed, it was the most constant memory that survived from twelve to eighteen. The man took half the blame, and her lips curved slightly. Interesting. "Beatrix Launceleyn. Are you a delivery boy? That's got to be boring." She commented, looking past the man to the tavern, where the person on duty was putting vegetables away.
Delivery was an essential part of life in the cold wasteland but... Beatrix couldn't help but scrunch her nose a tiny bit, at the idea of delivering vegetables as a job. Luckily, their birthright ensured that she and Jace knew where they belonged.
The young woman had been studying up on who was currently in power in Halo, it'd not been too hard to do, history was always being written down and talked about if you just listened. So she eyed the stranger critically, dark eyes wandering over him. She knew there was a Chulane currently overseeing agriculture in Halo, but 'Chuy' did not add up. She decided not to ask, eventually, she would have faces to put to the members of Halo's government.
Delivery was an essential part of life in the cold wasteland but... Beatrix couldn't help but scrunch her nose a tiny bit, at the idea of delivering vegetables as a job. Luckily, their birthright ensured that she and Jace knew where they belonged.
The young woman had been studying up on who was currently in power in Halo, it'd not been too hard to do, history was always being written down and talked about if you just listened. So she eyed the stranger critically, dark eyes wandering over him. She knew there was a Chulane currently overseeing agriculture in Halo, but 'Chuy' did not add up. She decided not to ask, eventually, she would have faces to put to the members of Halo's government.
Aren't you trying too hard to please me?
