Frey
Was Rae busy? Did Rae not care? Had Torchline already asked too much of the God? Did the team roll poorly?
Whatever the answer, it was Frey who arrived on Torchline's shoreline accompanied by a warm breeze and with a smile on their lips. "It's impressive for a creature to remain a threat even when it has been killed." They marvel, sounding impressed as they near—but do not touch—the tangle of limbs upon the beach. "It is the evolutionary trait of a species that refuses to be defeated, even in death. You'd be wise to take that into account."
With a wave of their hand, the creature slowly became encased in stone until it looked like a cumbersome statue that had been inartfully carved before Frey disappeared in a rush of wind.
Whatever the answer, it was Frey who arrived on Torchline's shoreline accompanied by a warm breeze and with a smile on their lips. "It's impressive for a creature to remain a threat even when it has been killed." They marvel, sounding impressed as they near—but do not touch—the tangle of limbs upon the beach. "It is the evolutionary trait of a species that refuses to be defeated, even in death. You'd be wise to take that into account."
With a wave of their hand, the creature slowly became encased in stone until it looked like a cumbersome statue that had been inartfully carved before Frey disappeared in a rush of wind.
