Noah nodded in agreement and closed the distance to the shrine. He lowered himself to his knees as he offered his prayer — an offering slipping from his pocket, to his hand, to the foot of the altar. The statue of Vi towered over him in this position, and Noah could feel the eyes of his deity on him. He left a small flint and steel, and prayed that Vi would protect Stormbreak in the face of this danger, in the shadow of the Reaper. When he finished, he stood and went back to where Tal was, indicating that they could switch and Noah would give the courier the same level of respect and protection.
As Tal went, Noah turned to look around the temple. Where there were once vines wrapping with beautiful, bold pink flowers there was now a dark vine with pulsing white flowers and sickeningly violent purple veins running through. The whole image twisted Noah’s stomach as his head swiveled and his eyes took in more and more void-touched corruption.
As Tal went, Noah turned to look around the temple. Where there were once vines wrapping with beautiful, bold pink flowers there was now a dark vine with pulsing white flowers and sickeningly violent purple veins running through. The whole image twisted Noah’s stomach as his head swiveled and his eyes took in more and more void-touched corruption.
the forsaken
