You make my heart shake bend and break
Oliver isn't the first one to arrive, but he's also probably not he last.
He tries to not stare that the god, knowing to treat him respect.
Once it is his turn, he steps forward. Pulling from a bag, he holds out two items: a smooth stone with a finely painted fire on it along with a small blade, where the hilt is delicately engraved with swirls and a couple of glittering gems. "I painted the stone myself and made the blade using the fire in my forge... I hope you like both of them." Care was clearly put into both of them: one being a drawing that reminded Oliver of him and the other being created through means most likely familiar.
With the items presented, Oliver moves to stand by Melita, finding comfort in her presence. The other two were far too occupied. "I can use my earth magic to help part the water as well... maybe create a bridge for you... should you want me to do that?"
He tries to not stare that the god, knowing to treat him respect.
Once it is his turn, he steps forward. Pulling from a bag, he holds out two items: a smooth stone with a finely painted fire on it along with a small blade, where the hilt is delicately engraved with swirls and a couple of glittering gems. "I painted the stone myself and made the blade using the fire in my forge... I hope you like both of them." Care was clearly put into both of them: one being a drawing that reminded Oliver of him and the other being created through means most likely familiar.
With the items presented, Oliver moves to stand by Melita, finding comfort in her presence. The other two were far too occupied. "I can use my earth magic to help part the water as well... maybe create a bridge for you... should you want me to do that?"
OLIVER
