[SWE] Festival of Lights

What some might feel is unfair, others might see as an act of profound kindness on behalf of the masked, ragged god. Then again, perhaps Ludo is being unkind in its choice, depending on what motivations you put on the deity. Or maybe it just really likes the lantern. Whatever the reason, for the second year in a row, all the lanterns dim in The Black Lake... except for Isla's. Things are a little bit different this time when they meet; not, perhaps, as sad as he was the first time he walks toward Isla’s brightly lit lantern. There’s a part of him that hopes she doesn’t notice right away as he slips up behind her, leaning his head over her shoulder toward her ear before playfully poking one of her new horns. “These are new.” It’s all he says before he slips around in front of her and gives her a bright fanged smile. Unlike last time, there’s no fiddle or music to play from him, having not expected this return. So it’s with two empty hands and two functioning arms (even if one is still made of metal even in this spiritual shape) that he embraces her tightly, a surprising amount thanks to Ludo making him more corporeal. His arms are tight around her and he nestles in close, whispering into her ear. “I’m glad you made the change. Eat all the steaks, drink all the booze, and live as much as you can for me, okay? I love you.” Varus withdraws to place a kiss to her forehead, his bright blue eyes vibrant as he scans her newly changed form, and there’s nothing but happiness radiating from him. LUDO Braved the forests, braved the stone Braved the icy winds and fire Braved and beat them on my own