Spooky Cave (Eyrun)

Eyrún was sure she'd made the right choice in heading away from the noise, veering away from the certain danger and into a large room that looked far more promising. Well, at least at first. The gentle buzz and glow of the fireflies was inviting and coaxed her further inside, toward a figure sitting on a throne. Mesmerized by the scene, even if she hadn't properly wrapped her mind around it, slowly Eyrún approached. She had no doubt this was a sign from a gods - no, even more, this figure was clearly either a god itself or perhaps a figure being directly controlled by one. She gawked for a moment, giving a quick bow as she approached, lowering herself to the ground submissively. The god wanted one of her ravens? Instinctively she felt the urge to deny him; she'd grown close to both Huginn and Muninn and losing either of them didn't sound favorable. But who was she to deny a god? Her eyes flicked to Muninn, the female raven who had landed beside her. As if helping her decide, she took a few steps toward the hooded figure. A god's will wasn't something she could deny. "Muninn will offer herself to you," Eyrún started carefully as she offered up her raven companion, her voice brimming with an unusual cautiousness. She was in the presence of something much larger than herself and her two companions, and she wasn't willing to risk her status in the eyes of a god, knowing full well that not all gods were merciful ones.