[ The Forsaken was slower to the lake than the Ironeye for distance. True to his word, though, he looked far better than he had their first meeting outside of the dream. His sweater was new, the robes beneath still worn and a bit tattered but clean, bruises faded to an unappealing yellow but clearly healing. He looked tired, still, a bit underslept, but there was a strength in his slender frame more akin to the dream they shared.
He turned to watch the birds across the water; not so distorted as some of their land-faring brethren, but not untouched, either. ] Perhaps so. I wonder how long it has been since they were fed by the people that once lived here.
[ The god turned his gaze up towards his companion, offering a small smile. ] It's good to see you again.
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[ The Forsaken was slower to the lake than the Ironeye for distance. True to his word, though, he looked far better than he had their first meeting outside of the dream. His sweater was new, the robes beneath still worn and a bit tattered but clean, bruises faded to an unappealing yellow but clearly healing. He looked tired, still, a bit underslept, but there was a strength in his slender frame more akin to the dream they shared.
He turned to watch the birds across the water; not so distorted as some of their land-faring brethren, but not untouched, either. ] Perhaps so. I wonder how long it has been since they were fed by the people that once lived here.
[ The god turned his gaze up towards his companion, offering a small smile. ] It's good to see you again.