Dygra
Within the obsidian offering bowl, the blood ripples and undulates. Perhaps the air seems heavier, hotter, thicker, wrapping itself around Edmund like a cloak. As Dygra speaks - low and sensual as ever - the blood leaps and bounces in rhythm with her tone and her words.
"As long as you enjoyed yourself," she purrs, clearly having no qualms with the ideas of justice and punishment. The removal of lives and the spilling of blood is all the same to her. "I can see you have been hard at work in Frey's Breath. Congratulations, little dark one. The Climb has not seen so many new constructions in centuries."
And although Edmund cannot see it, something within him will shift and tug as the constructed bath within the hotsprings fills to the brim with hot, bubbling crimson. "Do indulge yourself," Dygra invites.
Edmund has completed his quest to create a bloodbath in Frey's Breath! The board's description will be altered to reflect this, and any Ancients who have been petrified may be bathed in the blood to emerge from stasis!
"As long as you enjoyed yourself," she purrs, clearly having no qualms with the ideas of justice and punishment. The removal of lives and the spilling of blood is all the same to her. "I can see you have been hard at work in Frey's Breath. Congratulations, little dark one. The Climb has not seen so many new constructions in centuries."
And although Edmund cannot see it, something within him will shift and tug as the constructed bath within the hotsprings fills to the brim with hot, bubbling crimson. "Do indulge yourself," Dygra invites.
Edmund has completed his quest to create a bloodbath in Frey's Breath! The board's description will be altered to reflect this, and any Ancients who have been petrified may be bathed in the blood to emerge from stasis!
