Hadama's steps back to the shrine on the Sea of Glass were slow and measured as the Tidebreaker lost himself in thought. His conversation with Deimos had raised several questions neither man could answer. Only Safrin could say what shape the paths she offered would take. What sacrifices she would require for the blessings she gave in exchange. They were questions he should have asked before, but he had been dazzled by the honor he had been offered. The Warden had allowed him to see past his own yearning with his counsel to consequences the Tidebreaker had not considered, and so it was that as Hadama slipped back into the water and regained his true shape he paused to think a little while longer.
In time, he lifted his hands from the sea and crafted the moonstruck droplets into a necklace of half a dozen frozen stars, delicate and intricate, each one unique, strung on a chain of ice with seamless links so fine they flowed like water. Perhaps he did not need a second offering, but it felt wrong to seek his goddess without one. And there was a calm pleasure in the crafting that helped to settle his thoughts as he momentarily lost himself in the contemplation of beauty and the one who inspired it.
"Safrin," he rumbled in the depths of a frozen Leafchange night, "I have spoken with Deimos. He gave wise advice. And I have questions about what it would mean to be your demigod that neither he nor Ronin could answer." Ronin's situation of returning from the dead being rather... unique.
In time, he lifted his hands from the sea and crafted the moonstruck droplets into a necklace of half a dozen frozen stars, delicate and intricate, each one unique, strung on a chain of ice with seamless links so fine they flowed like water. Perhaps he did not need a second offering, but it felt wrong to seek his goddess without one. And there was a calm pleasure in the crafting that helped to settle his thoughts as he momentarily lost himself in the contemplation of beauty and the one who inspired it.
"Safrin," he rumbled in the depths of a frozen Leafchange night, "I have spoken with Deimos. He gave wise advice. And I have questions about what it would mean to be your demigod that neither he nor Ronin could answer." Ronin's situation of returning from the dead being rather... unique.
