Ehhh that’s good enough - mediocretes

Usagi agreed to help with the ritual and recommended something called salt. Áskell's ears perked up. "Salt? Yes, if you think it can help. What is salt?" It was a new word to him and he was curious what the other man knew that he did not. Ari moved past him and began stacking rocks nearby. "I will make a small shrine. Usagi, bring your salt. Áskell, bring some cured meat and sake. Perhaps if we leave some offerings for the spirit as well as some prayer we can pacify it."

Áskell fidgeted. He didn't want to part with such valuables but at the same time it was a well worth sacrifice to prevent such further misfortunes. He nodded. "Certainly, I'll see what I have available." Wincing he got to his feet and wandered down into his den.