yet my blood renders me a King
Sah entered the shrine, eyes going to the bizarre globes of ice. He was sworn to the Old Gods but not one in particular. As such today he sought out to leave an offering for Eirachi. The Deepfrost deity's presence in Halo was one that he refused to let be forgotten. For undoubtedly her presence was partially responsible for the protective glaciers of ice. And for the blinding blizzards that occurred at times. The very forces of nature that protected Halo and made it what it was.
As such, the Abandoned neared the alter and placed down the skull of an ursur that he had found frozen to death in the tundra. After hearing about the stories about the very globes of ice around him, it seemed like a fitting offering.
"Eirachi, thank you. For the ice and snowstorms that protect Halo. I hope they, and you, will continue to make Halo the natural fortress that it is."
As such, the Abandoned neared the alter and placed down the skull of an ursur that he had found frozen to death in the tundra. After hearing about the stories about the very globes of ice around him, it seemed like a fitting offering.
"Eirachi, thank you. For the ice and snowstorms that protect Halo. I hope they, and you, will continue to make Halo the natural fortress that it is."
Sah
