Saiden whistled as he made his way down to the shrine in the port. It was a popular spot, but at this early hour of the morning, with mist rising from the ocean, it was empty. The cook had a bag in his hands filled with knucklebones, which rattled slightly as he walked.
Arriving at the small statue, he rubbed the hands and the feet of it for good luck. Then he set the bag down and knelt beside the shrine. "Ludo, I wanted to ask for your help with something." With that, the Hali held his breath as he waited to see what, if anything, would show up.
Arriving at the small statue, he rubbed the hands and the feet of it for good luck. Then he set the bag down and knelt beside the shrine. "Ludo, I wanted to ask for your help with something." With that, the Hali held his breath as he waited to see what, if anything, would show up.
