Frey
"Very well done, peach," Frey murmurs, all but blooming to life in the shrine before her. They reach out to brush their fingers across the lily she brings, and it positively thrives under the touch of the god. Sighing, Frey tucks their legs beneath them and breathes in the new life around them from the Oerwoud in Flowerbirth.
"Other means for healing?" they repeat, smiling gently and nodding to her. "That seems like a wise idea. What do you have in mind? Tinctures and tonics? An item to give succor and lessen suffering?"
"Other means for healing?" they repeat, smiling gently and nodding to her. "That seems like a wise idea. What do you have in mind? Tinctures and tonics? An item to give succor and lessen suffering?"
