WISE MEN WONDER WHILE STRONG MEN DIE
Well trained, Neron noted - in fact he would not be out of place in a Launceleyn gathering. Clearly Zariah had gotten her claws into him early. "A pleasure to meet you then, Peter. I am Neron, though I hardly think you expect an introduction." Peter had, after all, come to knock on his door.
"Welcoming is not a word I would have associated with Halo, but it is appreciated nevertheless. And busy I might be, but I am not beyond associating with the family just yet." A lopsided smirk, too sharp to be called charming, but darkly amused regardless. "You are lucky - it is not so pleasant, the snow, during Deepfrost." Bitter and deadly were better descriptions.
"What is your trade?" he asked. A more polite way of saying why were you brought into the fold, but still.
"Welcoming is not a word I would have associated with Halo, but it is appreciated nevertheless. And busy I might be, but I am not beyond associating with the family just yet." A lopsided smirk, too sharp to be called charming, but darkly amused regardless. "You are lucky - it is not so pleasant, the snow, during Deepfrost." Bitter and deadly were better descriptions.
"What is your trade?" he asked. A more polite way of saying why were you brought into the fold, but still.
