FINN
Finn does indeed heel, his cold weather boots able to easily grip the ice and snow of the road as he follows after Cian, his hands buried deeply in his pockets and his stormy gaze somewhere over the Eye’s shoulder. Towards the gates, towards the Tundra beyond. Towards the Climb, as the other man confirms with rare approval. It’s approval that Finn can appreciate but not desperately crave in his current state.
His question has the Spyglass tilting his head, mind whirring back to books, to research threaded very carefully together from various tomes from ever more curious places. ”I am, though accounts of them vary. The Deepfrost Goddess is here - Eirachi, they call her. She is the only one I know to be present in an inhabited place,” he says slowly.
But given that Cian has mentioned the Climb, and seasonal deities... it doesn’t take much to work it out. ”Though the stories are conflicting, I would hazard that the Climb is home to Tanau, of Longheat.”
His question has the Spyglass tilting his head, mind whirring back to books, to research threaded very carefully together from various tomes from ever more curious places. ”I am, though accounts of them vary. The Deepfrost Goddess is here - Eirachi, they call her. She is the only one I know to be present in an inhabited place,” he says slowly.
But given that Cian has mentioned the Climb, and seasonal deities... it doesn’t take much to work it out. ”Though the stories are conflicting, I would hazard that the Climb is home to Tanau, of Longheat.”
listen to silence. it has so much to say
Code taken from Sky who is utter perfection
