Descensum Altar
10-28-2022, 07:20 PM
Zoey, ever the curious young woman, never really missed an opportunity to yet again trail after Celeste on a familiar expedition to the altar. She couldn’t explain it, even as she clenched her offering in her maw, goggled eyes glancing curiously yet warily as she ventured through the golden, sunlit mists. She was careful enough before not to trip and fall down some cavernous hole, nor turn herself around - not too much, anyways. But the same oddity, the nivelty of adventure Zoey had experienced before was replaced with a more..strange feeling in her gut. As the russet yearling traversed the thick fog-like surroundings, nearly stunbling over some wayward pebbles, the girl paused to get her bearings, blinking her umber gaze as she saw the mists part to reveal the opalescent statue.
It was almost as if it had been..waiting there for her. The scents of her leader and another packmate made her nose twitch in familiarity - they had been here recently - but the altar itself presented itself in a more dazzling manner. She blinked as she approached its base, tilting her head upwards to take in the sights fully. The dancing wolf, maw parted in what she assumed was glee, shimmering in an innumerable array of bright, holographic prisms. Every time she so much as glanced away to the familiars trotting and lazing about the base, the colors seemed to shift ever so slightly. Almost like it was..moving. Seeing. Knowing. Swallowing thickly, Zoey presented to the statue her offering. A precious ruin she’d found and cleaned up. It was a shimmering, triangular fragment of what was once part of a warrior’s shield, a fine piece of bronze with what appeared to be gold on its rim. Or what was left of it, anyways, but she figured its value preceded its broken appearance. It had been nicely shined and washed, shining with a luster that would’ve been magnificent had she found the whole thing. Setting the fragment down by the other offerings, she offered a nervous smile to the watching creatures, dipping her head to the statue politely before turning to head back into the sunlit mists.
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It was almost as if it had been..waiting there for her. The scents of her leader and another packmate made her nose twitch in familiarity - they had been here recently - but the altar itself presented itself in a more dazzling manner. She blinked as she approached its base, tilting her head upwards to take in the sights fully. The dancing wolf, maw parted in what she assumed was glee, shimmering in an innumerable array of bright, holographic prisms. Every time she so much as glanced away to the familiars trotting and lazing about the base, the colors seemed to shift ever so slightly. Almost like it was..moving. Seeing. Knowing. Swallowing thickly, Zoey presented to the statue her offering. A precious ruin she’d found and cleaned up. It was a shimmering, triangular fragment of what was once part of a warrior’s shield, a fine piece of bronze with what appeared to be gold on its rim. Or what was left of it, anyways, but she figured its value preceded its broken appearance. It had been nicely shined and washed, shining with a luster that would’ve been magnificent had she found the whole thing. Setting the fragment down by the other offerings, she offered a nervous smile to the watching creatures, dipping her head to the statue politely before turning to head back into the sunlit mists.
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NPC:
You have received:
5% Bonus Fight Score Pass
Staff please note when claimed
You have received:
5% Bonus Fight Score Pass
Staff please note when claimed