Iskra
Melita had been game enough to pick him up and venture here to greet Ludo. This time he'd not be calling the god anywhere cold, in fact as far the opposite as he could, just grateful it's not yet Longheat. The trip here had been a nice sighting of various bony structures, like whalewatching, but for corpses long since rotted, and some not at all looking like whales.
"I never met my dad," he reminds her as they hike from the ship to the shrine, and his features crease in with the thought. "I know about him though, and I think I get my fire magic from him. Lightning from my mom." Might not work exactly like that, but it's comforting to think that his father is present with him like that, a show of force that's been waiting for him to do something with it.
Unlike with Ampere, sadness doesn't bubble up at the thought of his father. Just an empty sort of longing, and some inescapable need to make him proud, even if he's nothing more than a ghost now. This feels like it could be a step in the right direction.
Crouching at the shrine, Iskra uses his sleeve to brush away the gathered sand that's piled up, feeling much like an archeologist unearthing ancient bones. Once it's clean as one could expect in a sea of sand, he pulls a few offerings from his pockets and sets them down. A handful of chocolates with marshmallow filling inside to start. Then a pair of fake teeth with elongated canines, enchanted with his maker's whimsy to drip fake blood once in a while from the edges. Lastly, a wood-carved ring that looks like a skeleton hand curling in on itself.
Goose tries to sneak a chocolate when Iskra's bent around to his pocket, but he spies the glutton and scolds him beneath his breath, chasing the dog back with a flap of his hands. "Go bother Fangorn," he insists, turning back around to the task at hand. "Ludo," he murmurs, once Mel has made her offerings. "I seek your assistance becoming stronger. A shield to keep back fire, in honor of my father. He was brave and strong and protected many, and I'd like to follow in his footsteps."
Iskra is praying to Ludo for a fire shield!
Gaucho | A shield that blocks fire attacks, decorated with engravings depicting antlers and suns that flare when struck.
Melita will be posting to be his rolling buddy.
Regional Score bonus: +13 in all shrine visits, drops, PQ+s, KQs, etc. (You must post this at the bottom of any post where a +13 should be included). Residents cannot be cursed at shrines in this region.
Abandoned roll with -10 at all shrines. Include this at the bottom of all shrine posts.
"I never met my dad," he reminds her as they hike from the ship to the shrine, and his features crease in with the thought. "I know about him though, and I think I get my fire magic from him. Lightning from my mom." Might not work exactly like that, but it's comforting to think that his father is present with him like that, a show of force that's been waiting for him to do something with it.
Unlike with Ampere, sadness doesn't bubble up at the thought of his father. Just an empty sort of longing, and some inescapable need to make him proud, even if he's nothing more than a ghost now. This feels like it could be a step in the right direction.
Crouching at the shrine, Iskra uses his sleeve to brush away the gathered sand that's piled up, feeling much like an archeologist unearthing ancient bones. Once it's clean as one could expect in a sea of sand, he pulls a few offerings from his pockets and sets them down. A handful of chocolates with marshmallow filling inside to start. Then a pair of fake teeth with elongated canines, enchanted with his maker's whimsy to drip fake blood once in a while from the edges. Lastly, a wood-carved ring that looks like a skeleton hand curling in on itself.
Goose tries to sneak a chocolate when Iskra's bent around to his pocket, but he spies the glutton and scolds him beneath his breath, chasing the dog back with a flap of his hands. "Go bother Fangorn," he insists, turning back around to the task at hand. "Ludo," he murmurs, once Mel has made her offerings. "I seek your assistance becoming stronger. A shield to keep back fire, in honor of my father. He was brave and strong and protected many, and I'd like to follow in his footsteps."
Iskra is praying to Ludo for a fire shield!
Gaucho | A shield that blocks fire attacks, decorated with engravings depicting antlers and suns that flare when struck.
Melita will be posting to be his rolling buddy.
Regional Score bonus: +13 in all shrine visits, drops, PQ+s, KQs, etc. (You must post this at the bottom of any post where a +13 should be included). Residents cannot be cursed at shrines in this region.
Abandoned roll with -10 at all shrines. Include this at the bottom of all shrine posts.
Woke up drunk at 10 a.m.—we gon' do this shit again
Someone pour me up a double shot of whiskey
They know me and Jack Daniel's got a history
Everybody at the bar gettin' tipsy
Someone pour me up a double shot of whiskey
They know me and Jack Daniel's got a history
Everybody at the bar gettin' tipsy
