Protecting Mine Own

ludo Braved the forests, braved the stone Braved the icy winds and fire Braved and beat them on my own And strictly speaking, that should have been the end of that. But hey, maybe Ludo was feeling generous after watching the Merciless get splatted by a fat snowflake. (Or maybe it had been summoned by some ridiculous act of the gods). Whatever the reason, it appeared like a dark ghost among the ornate decorations of the citadel shrine, its rags adrift about it, pale mask glinting in the candlelight. “You bring offerings,” it stated - for it was no secret that Ludo enjoyed the trinkets brought for it. More than that, however, even some Accepted forgot such a basic courtesy; with that in mind, Zariah had climbed a rung on Ludo’s ladder. What that meant and whether it was good or not remained to be seen. “And you would hear of the Eirachi. I was not aware that the Warden of this place had a wife. I do not think the Eirachi knows it either.”