Dragoncrest Cliffs Procellous

Is it ok if we fade here? I’m getting the holiday whelmies and need to size down my threadlog. We must do another with these two soon!

Njord did not think he would ever be able to compartmentalize the complex feelings surrounding Sobo and their sundered relationship. Perhaps he would find a friend in Time. Days, months, or years could help a completely new relationship grow where the one between father and son had died. For now, Njord grieved.

As Sobo looked away Njord found himself powerless to place his gaze anywhere but. If his eyes turned, he felt Sobo might slip away for good.

An olive branch. A small breadcrumb placed before a trail Njord had never ventured.

“If ye can catch it,” Njord jeered in a kind way, though his voice was soft and without edge. He felt an actor in a farce – but went along with it all the same. He trusted that, eventually, these feelings would pass.

Njord stepped forward to hunt together with Sobo. A signature at the end of a contract.