Belril
Every day's a challenge
But I always seem to get through
But I always seem to get through
Almost time to get back to what passes for a home for him in the Hollowed Grounds, Belril figured as he readied himself to leave behind Halo until the next year came. He saw as many people began doing various tasks around the Citadel, especially with moving the snow that kept them all effectively trapped within the walls for the whole season. A small smile crossed his face as he wondered how he could help make such mundane tasks finish faster, especially since his own magic seemed to focus on preservation than any form of shaping or destruction.
As he traversed the streets, many viewing him as just the slightest bit too young and scrawny to help, brown eyes found sight of someone familiar among the many that were working on the town's overall self-excavation. "Aisha!" Belril shouted as he ran up to the swordslady. "How are you? Need any help?" He looked over towards all the work being done, a small grimace on his face. "Don't know how much I can help with, but I can at least help ease any exhaustion from doing so in bursts..."
As he traversed the streets, many viewing him as just the slightest bit too young and scrawny to help, brown eyes found sight of someone familiar among the many that were working on the town's overall self-excavation. "Aisha!" Belril shouted as he ran up to the swordslady. "How are you? Need any help?" He looked over towards all the work being done, a small grimace on his face. "Don't know how much I can help with, but I can at least help ease any exhaustion from doing so in bursts..."
Each day's a balancing act
Of good and bad events
Of good and bad events
