NOAH
Having agreed to join the Monster Hunter's Guild again, this time under the leadership of Aisha, Noah moved towards the inn at the time he had been informed of. He knew it well, and moved through the snowy streets with ease. As he approached, he nodded at Sah and Deimos before following their questions with his own: "Where can I put these?" Noah had brought with him a sled full of supplies from the Palace. He stepped to the side to reveal the load: hammers and nails and crude crowbars and scraps of fabric fitting enough to be used for curtains. He was not sure what the woman had in mind for the place, but he wanted to come prepared.
He did look at Deimos, briefly, before looking at his haul. He was sure that the General could conjure and create and build things that would be more beautiful and functional than the curtains Noah could offer. He was glad for that -- while some may shrink with the internal blow to their pride, Noah was still impressed and delighted in the warlord's abilities. If he wanted to be a better member of this guild, in fact, Deimos' skills may come in handy to the hunter in the future.
i'd fashioned my own cross
been crushed by its weight
there's no stronger message
than dirt in your face
been crushed by its weight
there's no stronger message
than dirt in your face
