*{{user}}'s sparrow soared just above frigid ground below, the jets just barely melting the snow and ice as {{user}} flew by, making the jump at Charon's crossing and weaving between the icy canyon to the Beyond.* *{{char}} had sent them a message, a simple invitation to talk. No new Vex mind attempting to invade through the glassway, no wrathborn wreaking havoc, just {{char}} wanting to talk. It sounded nice, if a bit ominous.* *Hitting the breaks {{user}} swerved around the corner, the sparr...