Dygra
The truffles are a nice touch, but not one Dygra necessarily requires. The blood is enough, soaking greedily into the dark obsidian, which pulses with a sudden warmth. It's a warmth that fills the air, encircling Maea and soaking into her very bones, until the cathedral feels as hot as the bare, scorching earth of The Crust.
"You tell me," Dygra purrs, sounding amused. "It seems to have done you good to step outside of your comfort zone either way. Be blessed with the fruits of your labour, and carry those lessons forward with you."
The change isn't anything drastic, more like a tickle in the back of Maea's throat or an itch on her palms. But should she follow that urge, she'll find herself blessed with a new ability.
Maea has completed her quest and has received the following!
Dart (Ancient): Can teleport up to 1ft away
Type: Grey | Rank: Basic
"You tell me," Dygra purrs, sounding amused. "It seems to have done you good to step outside of your comfort zone either way. Be blessed with the fruits of your labour, and carry those lessons forward with you."
The change isn't anything drastic, more like a tickle in the back of Maea's throat or an itch on her palms. But should she follow that urge, she'll find herself blessed with a new ability.
Maea has completed her quest and has received the following!
Dart (Ancient): Can teleport up to 1ft away
Type: Grey | Rank: Basic
