Beauty out of Ashes
Quest turn-in or Dygra
Thalassa Sanguis
Pirate Captain

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The quiet, singing voice of the rose.
Her steps felt more certain as she made her way into the Obsidian Cathedral. The glistening black walls somehow reflected the little light that was able to filter through the smog of smoke that perpetually hung over the Climb, illuminating the offering that she carried with her. The large hind leg of the ROUS was still warm from the hunt, its blood not yet cooled even after the life had left its body. The portal from the Hollowed Grounds to the Burrows had proved extremely useful for her convenience. She hadn't even bothered to wipe the splattering of blood across her arms and face.

Thal hefted the large limb up onto the raised dais, taking a moment to glance around at the massive structure again. It always astounded her with the depths of its dark beauty. The massive arches and echoing space felt surreal, obviously a sacred place for a most important goddess. But she hadn't come here to gawk at architecture.

Tipping the leg, Thal let the blood pool into the black basin, its red deepened by the shadows. With a sharp smile, her melodic voice echoed through the chamber like a call to song. "My dark lady, I thought you might appreciate sharing in the spoils your quest has brought me." When the bowl was nearly filled, she ran a fang over her finger, letting it pierce the skin before adding her own blood to the mixture. "And knowing the fealty you have from me." As the final drops rippled across the basin, she pulled her daggers from their sheaths. They still shone with the thick red of the rodents' lifeblood, their black blades enhanced the richness of its color as she set them along the side of the altar. Satisfied, Thal knelt and bowed her head. "Dygra, if you could spare a moment of your time, I have completed what you asked of me."



Thalassa is turning in her item quest for Dygra!

1. Compelte a thread mining ore from somewhere in The Climb. (This can be any material she wishes).
[SE] Mine your own business - Collecting obsidian with Lena

2. Complete a thread dismantling her current daggers and melting them down in The Climb's lava pools.
Lava good melting pot - Melting her original daggers with Hadama

3. Complete a thread combining the ore collected in #1 and the unrefined metal in #2 to smith a new pair of daggers in whatever shape Thalassa desires. (She can do this herself or have someone else do it!)
Forging ahead - Hadama reshaping her new daggers with the obsidian and metal

4. Use the new daggers to sate her bloodlust on something, ensuring they are coated in blood before she returns to Dygra to complete the quest.
Dancing with my Shadow - Satiating her bloodlust with Astaroth on ROUS and leaving the daggers coated in blood
The song that promised all might be well,
all might be well,
that all manner of things might be well.
Thalassa


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Dygra
The blood in the altar bowl ripples and undulates even with the first of Thalassa's words, and the Ancient will feel warmth flare and dance around her on the smooth obsidian floor; a heat that goes well beyond that which already suffuses the Climb. "Masterfully done, dark child," Dygra croons, her voice echoing within the bowl, within the walls of the cathedral, within Thalassa herself. "If you are pleased with your work, then so I shall be."

Before her on the ground, the dark blades of her daggers will seem to shine with an inner light for a moment, and when it fades, the blood that has coated them has become infused into the design in ruddy swirls and licks of blood flame. They will feel warm to the touch when she retrieves them. "It is done."



Thalassa has completed her quest and has received the following:

Flametouch Daggers | A pair of obsidian daggers licked with crimson along the blade edge. On hit, the daggers become wreathed in flame.
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Thalassa Sanguis
Pirate Captain

Age: 25 | Height: 5'2" | Race: Ancient | Nationality: Natural | Citizenship: Nomadic
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#3
The quiet, singing voice of the rose.
The warmth of Dygra's presence was a welcome sensation and Thal sunk deeper into the floor like she was falling into the embrace of the goddess herself. "You flatter me, dark lady." Her smile was evident enough of her pleasure at the compliment, even as her words suggested their insignificance. 

A glow consumed her daggers for a moment as she watched the blood become the source of their magic, melting into twists and swirls of deep red. Although the blood had vanished, its essence brought a vicious beauty to the blades, reminding her of Dygra herself. Reaching out an eager hand, she wrapped her hand around the hilt, the heat seeping into her skin, another appreciated reminder of her goddess. Running a finger over the obsidian, silver, and red, she dipped her head. "Thank you, Dygra. I hope to make you proud using this gift." Not quite ready to sheath the blades, Thal rose, admiring the intricacy of the weapons as she graciously exited the Cathedral, eager to test them.

[FIN]
The song that promised all might be well,
all might be well,
that all manner of things might be well.
Thalassa
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15 merit points have been granted for participating in a one-on-one thread with a God.


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