[Syrlya had noticed Solomon's missing presence the past few days, but with no idea where he'd gone or who had seen him there wasn't much Syrlya could do to inquire about it.
And there's work to be done besides. Syrlya heads up north with a heavy cloak as soon as it's asked, and he wastes no time reinforcing barrier and deflecting creatures from the borders of the down. The people are grateful... perhaps too grateful. He wonders what it is that they feel the need to beg and grovel for salvation, as if they weren't worthy of protection in the frigid north. He wonders if they have struggled to survive since the disappearance of the wizards.
He turns down the excessive gifts. Assures them that he's here to help, and they owe nothing for it. Just the food and shelter while they're here is enough for him.
It's when he's getting some space deeper in the forest that he catches sight of a white that stands out from the trees and so. He pursues, of course, with a hurried step to confirm--] Solomon?
Gone Fishing
And there's work to be done besides. Syrlya heads up north with a heavy cloak as soon as it's asked, and he wastes no time reinforcing barrier and deflecting creatures from the borders of the down. The people are grateful... perhaps too grateful. He wonders what it is that they feel the need to beg and grovel for salvation, as if they weren't worthy of protection in the frigid north. He wonders if they have struggled to survive since the disappearance of the wizards.
He turns down the excessive gifts. Assures them that he's here to help, and they owe nothing for it. Just the food and shelter while they're here is enough for him.
It's when he's getting some space deeper in the forest that he catches sight of a white that stands out from the trees and so. He pursues, of course, with a hurried step to confirm--] Solomon?