With everyone gathered as needed, the meeting went underway. Deimos, nor Ronin's, words were a surprise to him. Ronin had written him, after all. But the fact that she was gone sent his blood running cold. He knew her attention had been called, her focus on something else, after his visit with Artemide. But knowing she was gone from Caido made the hunter's stomach lurch and the rest of his organs sink. He swallowed, glacier eyes impassable as he looked from each person who took their turn to speak.
Unable to react to anything else, and keeping himself in the present moment, Noah cleared his throat. "Vi will know better than anyone else the goings on of his herald." Noah shifted, arms crossing over his chest. "I will seek him immediately." Though, that could have gone without saying. No one had asked him to confirm what was happening with Safrin, although he alone was called by the one who could give her commands.
Noah stood, unable to keep sitting as his brain whirled. "Leaders should focus on informing and protecting the people. If the refuge was suggested again, and it can be used, we must get people to it." A leader in his own right, a warrior hardened by conflict, a heart of gold bursting for the people he loved and cared about, Noah paced. "Artifacts -- she mentioned artifacts specifically?" His eyebrows drew together. Then, he looked to each of them that he knew held and owned relics of war. He could feel the basilisk pendant on his chest, the weight of it on the cord around his neck. "That seems significant." Perhaps, whatever this threat was, needed to be kept from getting possession of the powerful artifacts of this world.
Unable to react to anything else, and keeping himself in the present moment, Noah cleared his throat. "Vi will know better than anyone else the goings on of his herald." Noah shifted, arms crossing over his chest. "I will seek him immediately." Though, that could have gone without saying. No one had asked him to confirm what was happening with Safrin, although he alone was called by the one who could give her commands.
Noah stood, unable to keep sitting as his brain whirled. "Leaders should focus on informing and protecting the people. If the refuge was suggested again, and it can be used, we must get people to it." A leader in his own right, a warrior hardened by conflict, a heart of gold bursting for the people he loved and cared about, Noah paced. "Artifacts -- she mentioned artifacts specifically?" His eyebrows drew together. Then, he looked to each of them that he knew held and owned relics of war. He could feel the basilisk pendant on his chest, the weight of it on the cord around his neck. "That seems significant." Perhaps, whatever this threat was, needed to be kept from getting possession of the powerful artifacts of this world.
noah
the sentinel of the north
