Safrin
The stars above the Citadel dimmed for a moment—not from clouds, nor from the encroaching veil of night, but as if the heavens themselves were turning their attention downward. The shadows of the shrine pulled inward, folding like petals into themselves, and from their heart stepped Safrin. She appeared not with thunder, but with grace—soft and soundless, her bare feet barely disturbing the frost-covered stone. Draped in a cloak of deep violet that shimmered with constellations, she moved with easy familiarity, as though answering Deimos' call was simply returning home.
Her eyes swept over the offerings, catching on the bracelets first. Her lips curved with genuine delight at the cosmos carefully etched into their surfaces. "You never disappoint," she murmured, fingertips trailing over the glimmering metal before her gaze lifted to meet his. "Even when your hands are calloused from war, you still manage to make beauty."
Then, slowly, her attention shifted to the armour.
Safrin stepped forward, her palm hovering above the scaled piece laid out before her before lowering until her fingers brushed the armour’s surface, and a flicker of starlight leapt from her skin into the material.
Deimos has been given a quest! He must:
1. Complete a training thread where only physical attacks are used against his armour
2. Complete a thread submerging the armour in water with starlight reflected in it
3. Complete a thread using his own magic to repair any damage to the armour sustained thus far (does not take up a crafting slot)
4. Complete a thread using his armour to protect via unconventional means.
Her eyes swept over the offerings, catching on the bracelets first. Her lips curved with genuine delight at the cosmos carefully etched into their surfaces. "You never disappoint," she murmured, fingertips trailing over the glimmering metal before her gaze lifted to meet his. "Even when your hands are calloused from war, you still manage to make beauty."
Then, slowly, her attention shifted to the armour.
Safrin stepped forward, her palm hovering above the scaled piece laid out before her before lowering until her fingers brushed the armour’s surface, and a flicker of starlight leapt from her skin into the material.
Deimos has been given a quest! He must:
1. Complete a training thread where only physical attacks are used against his armour
2. Complete a thread submerging the armour in water with starlight reflected in it
3. Complete a thread using his own magic to repair any damage to the armour sustained thus far (does not take up a crafting slot)
4. Complete a thread using his armour to protect via unconventional means.
