Veteran's Plateau Altar
Beauregard
Master Fighter (325)
Expert Intellectual (210)
Defender
age
4 Years
4 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
0
0
player
Beau-tifullyWritten
Beau-tifullyWritten
10-22-2022, 01:38 PM
(This post was last modified: 11-27-2022, 01:26 PM by Nyx. Edited 2 times in total.)
There had been talk of statues popping up within Boreas and Auster and Beauregard was admittedly curious about the event that seemed to be tied with it. Samhain, others had called it. But what was it exactly? He didn’t get an answer as the familiar spreading the word took off, but curiosity gnawed at him. He was told he could either prepare food, drink, or decoration for the feast or, alternatively, go to one of the statues throughout the lands and decorate them. That was what really got Beau’s brain going. He had some bear claws from the first bear he had slain so he figured why not bring those for an offering? It was something at least… and if he brought something a bit different then that would be a good thing, right? Beauregard had traveled from Northern Boreas down to the South toward Veteran’s Plateau. His ears perked forward as he walked, blue gaze shining as he saw cats, ferrets, rats, and even a few ravens were moving about as he approached after others. Beau approached the statue slowly as he took note of the stains on it, as well as the crumbling and missing bits of stone. A warrior, he thought to himself. It felt fitting that he would approach this statue then over all others. A young, aspiring warrior. He had someone to protect, to care about, but as for a pack… well… When it was his turn to approach Beauregard stepped forward. He could see the offerings others before him had placed, each object moved about by the familiars. He was careful to set the claws down as close as he could to the statue’s paws. Claws to be used over claws, their own sort of weapon. Beauregard had considered such a weapon at one time. He stepped back, lifting his gaze to the statue’s face. He swore he could see red in its eyes and, feeling slightly unnerved, he turned and went on his way. "Talk, 'Think.' |
NPC:
The tabby steps forward as you approach and seems to appraise your item carefully, its scarred face unreadable before it gives a nod and signals for another familiar to accept the item and move it to its new home, before turning its inscrutable amber gaze on you.
An absolutely rotund, raven flaps down to gather up your weapon and it struggles to balance them on the forepaws of the statue, cocking its head to the side each time the covers started to slide to one side before it'd click its beak and try to readjust them. The cat gesturing catches your attention and more rats than you can count surge forward with a pouch on their backs. "Thank you for your help, in return we'd like to offer you a sign of our gratitude." Says the tabby, gesturing for you to take the pouch. It gives you a very firm nod as if this entire time it was sizing you up and wanted to reassure you.
You have received:
161 Gems & Grow Potion
Gemstones added to credit.
Staff: Used on Morticia, to 42"
An absolutely rotund, raven flaps down to gather up your weapon and it struggles to balance them on the forepaws of the statue, cocking its head to the side each time the covers started to slide to one side before it'd click its beak and try to readjust them. The cat gesturing catches your attention and more rats than you can count surge forward with a pouch on their backs. "Thank you for your help, in return we'd like to offer you a sign of our gratitude." Says the tabby, gesturing for you to take the pouch. It gives you a very firm nod as if this entire time it was sizing you up and wanted to reassure you.
You have received:
161 Gems & Grow Potion
Gemstones added to credit.
Staff: Used on Morticia, to 42"
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