With the attuned bond between them closed with heavy steel, Noah simmered. The dark shadows and tendrils of his shame crawled up his spine and latched on where his head met his neck. He still felt the white hot flames licking over him, but Deimos stayed as composed as ever. So Noah sighed.
”I have several things to do, and I cannot leave the Grounds until I’ve completed them.” He crossed his arms over his chest, taking a deep breath before he detailed everything the god had laid out before him. ”I must make Vi’s presence known in the temple. There is an old Voice shrine there, and a new Dygra one. I must also show Vi’s power by using the magic he has given me to help bring life to the Grounds. And I must better help the region in three ways. That’s why I thought an infirmary.”
He tilted his head slightly, the bear showing through. ”I hadn’t thought of adding in defenses or weaponry at all, though that could be a good thing. Give the Grounders the ability to defend themselves in some ways. I helped Fox kill a stone golem a few weeks ago and I don’t think that was an unusual happening.” He shifted his weight, arms tugging tighter together.
”I wish I would have seen through myself. Been stronger and smarter and had less selfishness holding me.” That was, all to say, he wished he would have done this all sooner before the Hollowed Grounds became a prison to him.
”I have several things to do, and I cannot leave the Grounds until I’ve completed them.” He crossed his arms over his chest, taking a deep breath before he detailed everything the god had laid out before him. ”I must make Vi’s presence known in the temple. There is an old Voice shrine there, and a new Dygra one. I must also show Vi’s power by using the magic he has given me to help bring life to the Grounds. And I must better help the region in three ways. That’s why I thought an infirmary.”
He tilted his head slightly, the bear showing through. ”I hadn’t thought of adding in defenses or weaponry at all, though that could be a good thing. Give the Grounders the ability to defend themselves in some ways. I helped Fox kill a stone golem a few weeks ago and I don’t think that was an unusual happening.” He shifted his weight, arms tugging tighter together.
”I wish I would have seen through myself. Been stronger and smarter and had less selfishness holding me.” That was, all to say, he wished he would have done this all sooner before the Hollowed Grounds became a prison to him.
the forsaken
before we falter again wake to this night
