Soulless Forest Altar

The unusual change in some of their near by territories certainly didn't go unnoticed by her, but it was her companions that had alerted her to the statue in question. Apparently her and Avacyn's various ravens had been in contact with some of the crows that lingered around this place and had spread word about this strange place and their request for help in decorating it. After the slightly traumatizing events of the long night she was apprehensive about approaching anything seemingly mystic in nature, but it did feel worth it to at least get a closer look and see what exactly was going on. In the midst of gathering some supplies at the recombination of her ravens, Avacyn and Fia found her and asked to accompany her. Bringing her children into this made her even more uncertain, especially with the illness that Avacyn had suffered last time, but she had relented and allowed them to help her.

They approached the quite intimidating statue with a bit of apprehension, Manea's aqua gaze glancing over the various animals that seemed to already be hard at work adorning this place with all sorts of decorations, bits, and bobs. She tried to stop one of the crows to ask what kind of things they wanted on their statue, but they were entirely unhelpful. All of the attendants seemed pleasant enough, but she had no idea if what they brought was suitable or not. She glanced to her daughters with a small shrug before stepping forward to place a wreath she had woven out of fragrant pine and cedar branches from their island, the needle-laden boughs decorated with interwoven ribbons of various shades of blue, purple, red, and black. She placed it around the feet of the three headed wolf before stepping back, letting Fia and Ava take their turns.

Manea | Temno | Ciemny

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As the decoration is laid, the familiars move to begin their investigation. They pick through the pieces of the offering as carefully as possible as to not disturb the layout the wolf has chosen. Speaking amongst themselves in hushed whispers too soft for prying ears, the familiars are clearly discussing what their God might think of Manea’s decoration.

Dutifully a rat saunters across the altar to inspect and if necessary, adjust the positioning of the decoration. As it comes into view he gives a loud and clearly distressed squeak, clutching his tiny paw to his chest. After a moment of pause he seemingly recovers, moving forward to shuffle the decoration to a free place but touching it only with the very tips of his elongated teeth. A large black feline steps up to block your view with a prize in hand, giving you an apologetic smile but sweeping her gaze across your coat with concern and apprehension. She presses the gift against your paw and ushers you to hurry onward and away.

You have received:
155 Gems & Grow Potion

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