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Soulless Forest Altar



Voodoo

Loner

Intermediate Fighter (40)

Intermediate Healer (30)

age
5 Years
gender
Female
gems
187
size
Large
build
Balanced
posts
160
player
Kingpedle

Samhain 2022Pride - Lesbian
10-21-2022, 11:19 AM
She needed some time. No she didnt need time. These spirits and familiairs had brought up bad memories as well as good ones. This season had been her first anniverssary of her murder. A wolf with no family or friends, she hadnt even remembered if he gave her his name or not. When the feast began she had told her children they could explore. But! They had to be back by her side before the sun could set. Now that their lives had been taken for a loop perhaps an offering could keep her mind off things. Other wolves had been here already, ashens scent specifically. When the young mother thought about her half sister, it made her happy.

Yet she needed to concentrate. The trinket in front of her was special.  Made of autumn leaves from this strange lands, scattered with bones. She placed lavender spriggs, with red roses among the teeth of the carcassas. Her necklace had been a good refrence point for her. She had heard in old tales macabre crowns like this could be seen. Voodoo approachrd one of the crows cautiously. The creature wisping like black miasma. Placing the crown on the ground in front of the statue. She waited to see for a moment if it would be the familiar to decide if her gift was any good for decorating their diety or not.


NPC:

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 Voodoo’s decoration.

Crows circle overhead and watch as Voodoo places flowers in the maws of the skeletal remains, cawing happily as their circles tighten and eventually begin to spiral downward. One or two touch the rose with their beaks as they fly by, as if to take in the floral scent. They follow the wolf to the altar itself, their joyful caws beginning to die out as she presents her offering. While they do not appear particularly offended, they do peck at the crown’s material as if considering if they could reshape it. Taking the decoration in their talons they lift it up and place it, deciding in the end not to mess with the wolf’s creation.A large black feline steps up to block your view with a prize in hand, smiling a soft smile and pressing the gift up against your paw. She encourages you to move on, but gently, and at your own pace.

You have received:
149 Gems & Companion Accessory

Gemstones added to credit.

Staff: note when claimed