and just like that

Laser beams we're about to awesome all your dreams

Wessex is well aware that she is just sneaking in before the finishing bell. Privately quite thankful that the Deepfrost goddess had given her a year to complete her tasks, she has every intention of thanking the Eirachi for her leniency. Arriving with a splash into the dark fingers, she takes a moment to get her bearings and then starts to trudge towards what looks like a more shallow area. Once she finds a suitable tide pool, she unloads the items - a vial of blood from an Ursur, a small, packed drawstring bag with snow and ice from the Sea of Glass, and a small box containing ash from a fire in Snowcloak.

Laying the items out before her, Wessex comes to her knees and leans back on her heels, hands on her thighs. “For your shrine in Torchline, Eirachi, I have what you need. Thank you for the time to collect everything.”

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1 thread collecting the blood of an Ursur - {Training} we thank you for this sacrifice
1 thread collecting ice from the Sea of Glass - when I'm way up here, it's crystal clear
1 thread collecting the ashes from a fire in Snowcloak - we were nothing like the rest
1 thread bringing all of the above to a tide pool in Rae's Fingers

WESSEX

EIRACHI

A titter on the Torchline breeze whispers into Wessex's ear; the Eirachi is well aware that she is just sliding in before the deadline. But she is finished, and before her, as in Mourn, the items she has brought whip and twist and arrange themselves. Ursur blood colours the tidepool crimson, before it promptly freezes over, aided by the ice gathered at the Sea of Glass.

When all is said and done, the ash softly falls around the area like a gloomy snow, and although it is Deepfrost here already, it definitely seems chillier than before. "Right down to the wire," the Eirachi sighs, sounding amused. "But you have done well. Consider our debt repayed. Until next time, Wraith..."

~FIN

Hush, now...

Code blatantly stolen from Sky