show me how it ends, it's alright
"It would be quite something, for the people of Halo to be able to enjoy fruits and vegetables from all across Caido. Along with the weather barrier I've no doubt that this will become quite an attractive place for people to live," Neron murmurs as he settles beside an old fishing hole. Unlike Morgan, he never relishes the physicality of working with his hands. Neron is a sissy powerful battlemage and he always will be, Ascended or otherwise.
So it's with delicate pulses of magic that he begins to carve out his sheet of ice, only using the tools to lever it out of its frozen prison so he can slide it across the Sea of Glass to the waiting sled. "Do you think you will ask the gods for anything else for Halo?" he asks Morgan, wondering what else might be of use to the Citadel and its people.
So it's with delicate pulses of magic that he begins to carve out his sheet of ice, only using the tools to lever it out of its frozen prison so he can slide it across the Sea of Glass to the waiting sled. "Do you think you will ask the gods for anything else for Halo?" he asks Morgan, wondering what else might be of use to the Citadel and its people.
Neron
