With relish Sabine strode across the border and into the unknown pack's land with nary a care. She'd clawed her way out of Somnium a short time ago and it was as though she had been born anew even though her presence wasn't as solid as she would have liked. Having lived and died in darkness the strangeness of the world was lost on her. To her it was simply marvelous. It brimmed with opportunity and she cared not for how she'd gotten there nor what the future entailed.

Though she had been sighted in Somnium it paled in comparison to the real deal. This? This was delightful.

Her eyes fell on a huddle of sheep within some sort of wooden containment. It reminded her of the reindeer which gave her an idea. Chasing livestock wantonly was a forbidden thing. Not that she had ever partaken in the practice. To do so would have been to open herself up to criticism when she inevitably stumbled. But now? Now...

With a breezy laugh Sabine took off after the sheep. She couldn't touch them but they didn't know that. All they saw was some strange, foggy shape barreling towards them so naturally they scattered. The air filled with their worried bleats as she raced them hither and yon around their pen. More than once she ran one directly into the wooden panel and watched, absolutely giddy, as the dazed beast went rolling.

Saying that Ásvor was unwell was a slight understatement. The sickness that gripped her was merciless.. perhaps it was a good thing that Valdis had been taken before her so that she wouldn't see her wife succumb to such a fate. Not that she wasn't mourning her death, but deep down Ásvor was a woman of faith and she knew when her time came that she'd seen Valdis in the afterlife. No doubt she was already celebrating and awaiting Ásvor's arrival; she only hoped she didn't know of her suffering and wouldn't worry too much for her. The crystal that had started growing from her eye had now overtaken it completely, rendering it completely sightless now. Truthfully she'd be surprised if the sight ever returned. The pain fluctuated from bad to nearly unbearable, but a steady supply of psychotics and pain relievers was getting her through this without much fuss.

As she passed the pens she noticed the sheep were bolting about as if being chased by something, easy to see even with only one good eye. She choked up a bit of colored spit, joined by the ooze dripping down her cheeks, as she scanned the darkness - and then she saw it, an odd shape in the fog that looked oddly wolf-like. "Is someone there?" She called out, curious. If her sight was beginning to fail her in her opposite eye she wouldn't be surprised, but she was pretty sure she'd seen something.

Sabine screeched to a halt and cocked her head to the side as a voice came to her over the fence. A wolf, was it? How marvelous. After casting one final, longing look after the sheep, Sabine hopped the fence and began to stroll towards the woman with a cocky smile. She'd had no one but the dead to keep her company in Somnium and it would be the icing on her back-to-the-living cake to poke at living, breathing wolves. "Define 'there' would you?" She paused to consider herself and then added, "And 'someone' while you're at it."

The mist swirled and congealed into something that looked considerably more wolf-like, but... no. It couldn't be a ghost, could it? She'd never thought much of spirits and the like but it wasn't surprising one was appearing to her now, when her life was gradually nearing its end. She was certain of that, and she no longer dreaded it as not just a possibility but an approaching reality. "Well, it looks like you're in front of me," she started, only slightly delirious from the pain. A slight smile tugged at her lips. Perhaps this was the end itself, inviting her to the other side. She was pleased either way. "Are you a ghost? Tell me you are." If someone else had a chance to walk these lands even in this intangible way, maybe she could too when she finally went - she'd love nothing more than to visit Ulfr once she was finally gone.

Sabine tipped her head to the side and regarded the woman curiously. She couldn't decide if this was a better or worse reaction than the sheep. On the one hand, there had been no running and shrieking. On the other, the lack of those things was kind of intriguing because who didn't lose their shit when presented with a ghost. By way of answering Sabine stepped closer and sought to wave her paw through Asvor's nose. "Yeah, I'm a ghost." She sniffed and glanced around. "Good day for a haunting, isn't it?"

Life had always been rife with suffering, but she'd never known suffering quite like this. Both the physical pain, combined with her age.. and now losing Valdis. She wasn't sure she could endure much more. But this encounter made her wonder if she was meant to hold on just a bit longer. The possibility of being able to return for just a bit longer to thjs plane of existence was appealing, but perhaps she should say goodbye to Ulfr first. She swore she was seeing things again when a paw formed in the mist and waved not just at her snout, but right through it.. but no, she'd felt it too. "And this is what you would do with another day? Chase sheep and try to startle old ladies?' Did she have no family to visit or torment? Asvor was sure her delirium was growing… perhaps this was just a dream, but it was one she was wary to walk away from so soon.

Sabine

You are allowed to temporarily exist again, that in itself should be enough for you...

Firefly Shoppe - Ásvor

The sickness deepens... Your heart beats out of rhythm for several seconds, as if it was choking on something.

Your attention blurs and refocuses. IT feels as if you are in a dream as you find yourself alone in the mist. Fireflies gather and light the way to a table with a figure waiting behind it. On the table lay three items, with their prices beside them. "Choose w̶̢̧͉̥̻̟͈͙̽̉̆̿̈͒͋̓̇̍͌̇̎͠͝ì̵̢̝̄͐́͆̓̚ṣ̶̛͙̟͎̤̞̤͎̹̙̭̪͔̓̐̾̂͆̄͆͌̈̈́̏̚͜͝͠ȩ̴͔̱̗̜̾̉̀̓̀͆͛̊̂̍̕̚̚̚ͅl̵̢̦̲̼̠̖̜̺̮̜̺͋̈́y̴̧̨̧̪̗̥̘͇̾͑͗͜͠, and only choose o̷͕̭̊̃̌̊̏̀ņ̸̼͚͉͔̒͐̊e̵̮̯͛̔̀̑͜," the figure says, looming over the table as his eyes seem to peer into your soul. Are they... moving? "If you can afford it, that is. Beware, however, for there are many d̷̡̯͉̎̊̈́͐͠á̴̬̪̣̝̞̅̀̈́̄ṉ̸̢̠̤̹̥̙̜͋͆̚g̷̛͍̹̣̬̙͖̝̘̃̈e̷͓͕̖͓̝̤̿͐͐͜͠ŗ̵̤͚͔̟̹̳̽̒͝ş̸̛͓͔̩̥̦͛̊̈̾̐̒̓ ̴̺͔̃̇̆ahead." He does not seem like he's in the negotiating mood...


I̵̜̖͎͓͒̑̕n̸͓̗̘̫͉̗̻͐̔̿̊͆̋͝v̵̦̹̠͉̖̼̮̎̌͆ȩ̸͕̦͔̳̩̈́͜n̶͍̝̙̯̣̹̫̩͋t̶̟͈̟̲̜̙̣̋̿̓̆̅͊͝͝ŏ̶̼͊r̶̖͎̙͔̥͎͙͈̊̍͝͠y̴̧͔̭͒͆̉̕͝:

• Tantalizing Treat- 3 /
  Some surprisingly appetizing snacks though it’s hard to tell exactly what’s in them.
  
• Cursed Litter pass- 2 /
  This looks like it might cause something really weird to happen. The label says, “do not use if you are breastfeeding, pregnant, or plan to become pregnant,” but you can’t read… it’s probably dangerous, or really cool.
  
• Opaque Sack of Mushrooms/Crystals- 1 /
  Running out of event currency and not sure what else to spend it on? Gamble on this mysterious pouch and potentially find more mushrooms/crystals within it! Or perhaps something else!