Frey
A warm breeze blankets the Ark as Frey appears, perched upon the bow with one leg atop the bust of Safrin. "Well, since you asked so nicely." They purr, before hopping down and making their way to the crate. Reaching in, they magically pull out a number of large stones and toss them overboard. Some are instantly captured by the wings of seabirds, where others fall into the water and are grasped in the mouth of fast-moving fish.
"No need to put all of our eggs into one basket, mm?" They say, before disappearing on the heels of a gust of wind.
"No need to put all of our eggs into one basket, mm?" They say, before disappearing on the heels of a gust of wind.
