[SEASONAL EVENT] Diamond Dust

what. Ronin snorted at Remi's response, giving him a good natured dig with his elbow, though as the humour faded to something altogether more confusing, the guildmaster found himself questioning his last statement as well. "I don't know," he confessed, shaking his head. "From everything the natives have said, nothing has managed to open the barrier. Although I'll admit that we seem to have exceeded expectations by even surviving an encounter with this Spire monster... that isn't to say we will be able to get out. There's still too much... unknown." He shook his head. Remi, however, seemed to be in a position to shed some light on that unknown, and Ronin tilted his head at his friend. Blue eyes widened at the sheer... well, nonchalance at the alchemist's admission about Ludo's mask. Like it was the most ordinary thing in the world, and that the god hadn't nearly killed Remi more than once. That, though, was unfortunately dwarfed by what the mask did... "Are you serious?" He half whispered. "Remi, that's... wow..." The guildmaster would be unable to continue that train of thought further for the moment, given that a few steps later they emerged into a clearing containing no less than four luxere, one of which looking like a young buck whose antlers were only yet tiny things. They pawed the snow to reveal some of the sweet grass beneath, one of the creatures lifting its head to gaze at them.