who we are and all that we're trying to be
Collaboration, efforts drawn as a unit in the chilling denizens, had led them all to these forefronts. So, despite any misgivings or associations he had with Frey, the monolith joined in the arrival to the shrine, in the beckoning call to the god who might impart protection over Deepfrost throngs. They’d tried and strived and attempted – and hopefully that would be enough.
For his part, the Sword followed suit on additional offerings, imparting some fruit from a recent trip to Torchline within the Warden’s basket, before backing away into the rest of the crowd, space in the thresholds of the unknown. He wasn’t certain of anything in these moments of standstill, waiting, and watching, but he briefly bowed his head just the same. An extension of Attuned accords, rather than his standard Abandoned configurations, ran silent and rampant through measures of hushed parameters. Thank you for your willingness to aid was all he could curl and coil through, inhaling sharply, exhaling slowly, in the brief apprehension and trepidation.
It takes dying to know
How to live as ghosts
