children of the rain and snow

Legs still swinging from the tree branch, Ludo's mask tilted curiously as Amalia spoke about another purpose - something she had come to the shrine to do? Was it not for a puppet show and nothing else, then? A shame. It hmmmed long and hard as she explained, dropping from the trees again to hover before her. A slip of fabric snaked out to accept the horn. "Shield of Safrin, one who brought souls to me, lost at Longnight. I can empty the horn from the minotaur that it might be filled anew. I will ask nothing from you - this time. But a boon from a god does not come about often. Be sure this is what you want to spend it on." LUDO Braved the forests, braved the stone Braved the icy winds and fire Braved and beat them on my own