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Morgan Aristomache
the Glacier
Warden of Halo

Age: 42 | Height: 5' 9" | Race: Abandoned | Nationality: Natural | Citizenship: Halo
Level: 6 - Strg: 23 - Dext: 20 - Endr: 22 - Luck: 14 - Int:
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MORGAN

feel like im living
It had been a quiet couple of seasons since she had retaken the Wardenship. Morgan was thankful for it; had used the time to really delve into the lives of the people of the Citadel, help them with matters of disputes and land, of shops and thieves, small things that another leader might consider beneath them. She knew the war loomed large in the horizon, threatening to bring chaos and division once again to her beloved Halo, but there was little she could do but maintain the official position of neutrality.

Well aware that her relationship with Neron (and use of the Ascended to regain her power) had some convinced she could never be truly neutral, she had been trying her best to make regular public appearances at the shrine in town, giving offerings and prayers to the Old Gods. Prior to now, she had never been pious, and in her heart she still struggled with the idea of devotion to any God, but it was more about the effort than the true belief.

She had just visited the shrine with flowers and fruits, a typical offering for Frey. Morgan stood by the edge of the entrance for a while after - sometimes, those that felt uncomfortable coming to her in the council hall would approach her here in the streets and she wanted to be available for them. Dressed in her usual heavy cloak with under armour and with her red hair wild and large behind her head, Morgan stood confidently as she always did, nodding to those passing by with a smile, hoping to belay any fears in speaking to the Warden.
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