Wessex is well aware that she is just sneaking in before the finishing bell. Privately quite thankful that the Deepfrost goddess had given her a year to complete her tasks, she has every intention of thanking the Eirachi for her leniency. Arriving with a splash into the dark fingers, she takes a moment to get her bearings and then starts to trudge towards what looks like a more shallow area. Once she finds a suitable tide pool, she unloads the items - a vial of blood from an Ursur, a small, packed drawstring bag with snow and ice from the Sea of Glass, and a small box containing ash from a fire in Snowcloak.
Laying the items out before her, Wessex comes to her knees and leans back on her heels, hands on her thighs.[say] “For your shrine in Torchline, Eirachi, I have what you need. Thank you for the time to collect everything.”[/say]
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1 thread collecting the blood of an Ursur - [thread=6991]
1 thread collecting ice from the Sea of Glass - [thread=6714]
1 thread collecting the ashes from a fire in Snowcloak - [thread=6949]
1 thread bringing all of the above to a tide pool in Rae's Fingers
Laying the items out before her, Wessex comes to her knees and leans back on her heels, hands on her thighs.[say] “For your shrine in Torchline, Eirachi, I have what you need. Thank you for the time to collect everything.”[/say]
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1 thread collecting the blood of an Ursur - [thread=6991]
1 thread collecting ice from the Sea of Glass - [thread=6714]
1 thread collecting the ashes from a fire in Snowcloak - [thread=6949]
1 thread bringing all of the above to a tide pool in Rae's Fingers
