NOAH
"I wrote to Ronin and he plans to come soon. He mentioned that we may need to seek help from the gods to be able to have skyboats that can survive Halo." Which, for the Sentinel, wasn't surprising. Not many things survived Halo -- not its people, its creatures, or inventions. Not by nature, at least. He imagined it was the reason so many abandoned had found their homes year over his lifetime -- they were able to contribute to society in a supernatural way. Now, though, the old gods blessed Halo more than ever. The efforts of those that chose to follow them paid off.
"I am visiting the shrine on the Sea of Glass tomorrow. I was going to call upon Vi." He said, finishing the task before him. The glass stuck just slightly and Noah needed to remove his gloves to take full advantage of his dexterity. When the pane finally sunk into place, Noah put his gloves on again in fear of frostbite.
Sun is up, hold on to what is yours
Take up your spade and break ground
Take up your spade and break ground
