When the blue finally came

The transaction was completed and Aryn was left staring down at.. something she honestly could not put words to. It wasn't a vial, or a potion, or a crystal or mushroom, and in her dream-like state she struggled to find any appropriate word for it. Without knowing what it was she held, she had no idea how to effectively 'use' it. Closing her eyes, she thought of Eyrun, the many Gods that seemed to rule Boreas, and the parental feeling she got when she looked into the item - trying to "will" it to be used.

And then the dream was over, and she was back before Veigar clutching him tightly, faintly dazed as the experience almost seemed to fade from memory.