A black flag, is a flag of freedom
Alex entered the shrine with a small bag of peaches, just int time to see Lisbeth's offering and hear her prayer. The pirate let out a low whistle once the soldier was done, "Damn kid. You are one intense little thing, aren't you?"
She walked over and placed her peaches on the alter to Frey and closed her eyes for a moment, "Frey. Let the coming days prove fruitful, may my sails hold fast, my ship conquer the waves, and may our enemies drown in the sea." She paused before sighing, "And may Rhys not burn the ship down in a fit of rage in the process." Giving a little clap, Alex finished and glanced down at Lisbeth.
"Seriously though kid. Blood? Someone would think you were one of the cultists that used to live on the outskirts of the tundra."
She walked over and placed her peaches on the alter to Frey and closed her eyes for a moment, "Frey. Let the coming days prove fruitful, may my sails hold fast, my ship conquer the waves, and may our enemies drown in the sea." She paused before sighing, "And may Rhys not burn the ship down in a fit of rage in the process." Giving a little clap, Alex finished and glanced down at Lisbeth.
"Seriously though kid. Blood? Someone would think you were one of the cultists that used to live on the outskirts of the tundra."
Alex
