Seren
How delightful the laughter of a man who rarely smiled. It felt the equivalent of a surprise gift, and Seren relished the lingering glow as they stalked across the landscape, on the prowl for distractions. As he mentioned the last missing god, the young woman hummed thoughtfully.
"I've been thinking about that," she confided, without turning her attention from the treacherous path. "What if the thing Mother wants us to uncover under the Sea of Glass is the Leafchange god? I'm sure they would be ancient and possessing much knowledge... not to mention lost for a long time." And it had a certain poetic ring to it, that the spirit of new beginnings would be buried beneath ice, trapped in darkness of the one divinity that never changed. Stagnation and rebirth... It was sort of romantic. "And if not that, then perhaps there might be a clue about the Relics. Worth looking into, don't you think?" If she was worried that he might be having second thoughts about joining her little expedition, Seren did a good job of suppressing it. Only the slight worrying of teeth against a lip suggested she was not so sure about herself as she liked to pretend.
Turning focus towards pumpkins and gourds, she framed her eyes with the hands to scout a way down into the vale. Deimos question - which weapon? - made her pause. Had she decided? Well... yes and no. "I've found that I enjoy some extra reach," she told him, thinking back on past spars. Her game if 'tag' with Amalia, the wrestling match with Sah... though the last one she quickly shunted aside, before remembering the aftermath made her start blushing again. "Keeping things at a distance... So. A bow, and one of those long spears with the curved blades, for when things come too close." Considering her stature and relative lack of brute strength, polearms made a lot of sense.
Glancing up at the General, there was a curious expression on her face. She had been thinking of something very simple, like a plain wooden staff... but perhaps he was not?
"I've been thinking about that," she confided, without turning her attention from the treacherous path. "What if the thing Mother wants us to uncover under the Sea of Glass is the Leafchange god? I'm sure they would be ancient and possessing much knowledge... not to mention lost for a long time." And it had a certain poetic ring to it, that the spirit of new beginnings would be buried beneath ice, trapped in darkness of the one divinity that never changed. Stagnation and rebirth... It was sort of romantic. "And if not that, then perhaps there might be a clue about the Relics. Worth looking into, don't you think?" If she was worried that he might be having second thoughts about joining her little expedition, Seren did a good job of suppressing it. Only the slight worrying of teeth against a lip suggested she was not so sure about herself as she liked to pretend.
Turning focus towards pumpkins and gourds, she framed her eyes with the hands to scout a way down into the vale. Deimos question - which weapon? - made her pause. Had she decided? Well... yes and no. "I've found that I enjoy some extra reach," she told him, thinking back on past spars. Her game if 'tag' with Amalia, the wrestling match with Sah... though the last one she quickly shunted aside, before remembering the aftermath made her start blushing again. "Keeping things at a distance... So. A bow, and one of those long spears with the curved blades, for when things come too close." Considering her stature and relative lack of brute strength, polearms made a lot of sense.
Glancing up at the General, there was a curious expression on her face. She had been thinking of something very simple, like a plain wooden staff... but perhaps he was not?
Battle born they send us
Covered in our noble blood
Covered in our noble blood
