DEIMOS
Heave the silver hollow sliver
He tilted his head at Darkeye’s consideration, and then snorted, allowing a small grin to manifest in the corners of his mouth. “Not at the moment.” Perhaps, in time, when he could trust his own instincts again, rather than conforming to hellish judgement, terrible influences, and accompanying rage, he’d pursue the endeavors to relax. His head shook at the insistence though. “It does not bother me. Pick what you want.”Thereafter, he rifled through his bag of holding, opening the brim wide enough to snag at some items he had available to trade and parse away. If nothing suited the merchant, there was always the option of creating something, but he’d rather utilize what he already had. His hand came away with several Hel feathers he’d plucked from a decent hunt, considering their value on the edges of arrows, or in down-filled luxuries.
Unite and spread the heart apart
