Don't let Sohalia's age fool you; this clever and kind Attuned has been stamping her mark on the world in her own way (which is to say without bloodshed, a rather novel idea in Caido). Having recently left the Hollowed Ground in search of adventure after the death of her parents, Sohalia has been accumulating friends of all sorts while relocating in Stormbreak. Watch this space - we can't wait to see where her curiosity takes her next! Congratulations Sohalia!
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Court of the Fallen was created in October of 2018 by Odd, Honey, and Crooked.
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For the most part, she didn't cook her own meals, preferring to eat at the Academy or at a restaurant. But rumor had it that they were supposed to bring something to this alleged festival, so she'd decided that she may as well give cooking a try. She'd researched a few simple recipes and decided on a beef stew, and her arms now were full of vegetables to add to it.
She made her way to the counter to haggle over the price of the food, having learned from Hotaru the best ways to get a deal. Once she was content with the price, she paid and exited the shop, looking down at a list she'd written in the dormitory this morning. The next thing she needed was the beef for her stew, and she looked around for the closest butcher's shop, planning to head there next.
sometimes i think all i'm ever doing is trying to convince myself i'm alive
Who needs beef when you have the rich, lean, luxurious meat of luxere?
Noah made his way through the Citadel with the dead deer-like creature swung over his shoulders. It was gutted and no longer dripping blood, but the Sentinel's coat that kept him warm was stained from carrying the beast. His breath came out in labored puffs, but the feat was much easier for the demigod than many other hunters within the frozen land. Strength and endurance played a large role these days in what he could do.
Coincidentally, he was making his way towards the same butcher shop as Alys. Noah recognized her from the recent trip she had taken with the wardens and himself. Stepping up to match stride with her, Noah offered a warm smile and a greeting. "Hello, Alys."
The familiar voice had her turning to meet Noah's warm smile, tilting her head up and shielding her eyes against the glare of the sun high above. "Hello, Noah," she said, taking in the sight of the luxere draped across the man's shoulder, barely succeeding at wrinkling her nose at the corpse of the deer-like creature. She had a soft spot for the luxere, and to see one in such a state was jarring. Still, she'd heard that their meat was quite nice, and now that it was already dead, she couldn't see any reason not to take it to the butcher - the very same butcher that she herself was on the way to visiting.
She fell into step with Noah, taking two strides to each of his. She didn't know the man well - only a bit, from their expedition into the desert - but she'd grown more social since coming to Halo, so she wasn't quite as grumpy or gruff as she might have been once. "I see you had a successful hunt," she commented, juggling her bag of vegetables to hang over her shoulder. "Have anything special planned? For the meat, I mean."
sometimes i think all i'm ever doing is trying to convince myself i'm alive
Noah nodded and his smile stretched. "Vi was good to me." Humility painted every syllable, but it didn't have to. Noah was a successful and accomplished hunter, and his skills kept many bellies within the Citadel full. That was well known.
"I was going to trade it to Hector." Noah informed, jutting his chin towards the butcher shop they now stood in front of. "I was hoping he'd have something good this time of year, with trade easier and all." Not as easy as it had been with the Voice's portals, but Noah would never admit that.
"Were you going to see him, too, or did I intercept you?" His glacier eyes looked to the door of the shop as it opened and another patron stepped through. Noah took a large step back to make an opening for them to walk by, but he lifted his brow and looked back towards Alys, expectant for a response.
The mention of Vi was taken with an incline of the head; Alys had grown more and more confused about her feelings for the gods, but she wasn't about to get into a philosophical debate with Noah, especially since she no longer knew where she stood. It had been easy to dislike them, ignoring their existence just as she felt that they ignored hers. It was more difficult to ignore them, knowing that some of her friends - including other Abandoned - were on good terms with the likes of Frey and Safrin. It had given her a great deal to think about in recent weeks.
So instead of commenting on Vi, she glanced toward the butcher shop. "I was -" She stepped aside as another patron passed by. "I was on the way to see him. I'm making stew tonight, and I was hoping to get some beef." She stepped towards the shop, opening the door and holding it for Noah to step through, given that his hands seemed to be quite full.
sometimes i think all i'm ever doing is trying to convince myself i'm alive
"Oh, Alys." Noah shook his head dramatically, his eyes widening with bright excitement. "Who needs beef when you can have luxere?" He wiggled his shoulders, which made the dead deer-like creature bounce somewhat morbidly. "I wouldn't mind sharing this with you, instead. Hector doesn't need it." And Noah didn't really need what Hector had, either. His storerooms were full and prepared -- his way of nesting. He knew he needed to keep them well stocked as the twins approached. There would be little room for hunting when he was going to be using all of his time to care for newborn children alongside his wife.
"You're welcome to come back to my place and I can show you how to process a fine, fine creature such as this." His smile was broad and his head tilted in a golden retriever like way, glacier eyes warm and sincere in his invitation. If she agreed, then Noah would begin walking towards his home where he was sure his wife was ready for company, having been confined to bed rest for so long.
