[God Quest] love this journey for me

candlewax & polaroids on the hardwood floor

When last Flora had come to Frey's shrine a weird abandoned had started mucking about with her offerings and had just been rude all around. This time Flora was quick to make sure that she was alone (or, well, had Jack shown up that would have been fine), before swishing her skirt up her thighs and kneeling down before Frey's shrine.

"First things first..." From her purse Flora pulled out a strange-looking copper structure. Created by pouring hot liquid copper into the abandoned holes left by ants on the beach, the offering looked almost like some strange orangish corral. "For you. And now.." Reaching into the bag again, Flora deposits three feathers upon the shrine before leaning back onto her calves.

"Sorry it took me a minute. Things have been crazy." She said with an apologetic laugh.

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Flora is turning in her quest given here amorphophallus titanum for

Deadly Plumage | Grey | Offensive
Three iridescent feathers capable of being used as projectiles. Razor sharp, they will recall themselves to the user's palm at will up to a range of 10ft.

1. Complete a thread collecting feathers from a ramphire: {se} i'm always waiting for you
2. Complete a thread collecting feathers from a gore crow: Gathered by Tal in Nothing to Fyr and delivered in Shipping and Handling Not Included
3. Complete a thread collecting feathers from a ningo. Gathered by Tal in {se} where we tread and delivered in Shipping and Handling Not Included
4. Complete a training thread focusing on thrown projectiles
{Training} can't get away from the common sound

Frey

"Oh, aren't they always, honeybunch?" Frey croons as they appear before Flora, lounging on the hot stones (well, as hot as they'll get until someone removes that pesky shrine to the Eirachi) and tilting their head at her offering. Before her eyes, the copper will bubble and melt, and tiny, coppery ants march their way up along Frey's fingers and up their arm.

"Lovely," they purr (just like Lucifer), before raising a hand so that the three feathers - one bright, one black as pitch and one pure white - all rise up between them. With a flash and a sound like a whipcrack, they transform before Flora's eyes, iridescent and strong and very, very sharp.

"And there you have it, sweet thing."

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Flora has completed her quest! She receives the following:

Deadly Plumage | Grey | Offensive
Three iridescent feathers capable of being used as projectiles. Razor sharp, they will recall themselves to the user's palm at will up to a range of 10ft.

candlewax & polaroids on the hardwood floor

Instantly at ease in Frey's presence, Flora relaxes onto one hip as she nods knowledgable. "Right?" She agrees with a sage nod as if whatever weight was on Frey's wonderfully sculpted shoulders was something she could appreciate as well.

"You," Flora begins as she reaches out for the feathers, careful to keep her fingertips away from their sharp edges. "Are an absolute peach!" Whether it was because Flora had grown up with a silver spoon in her mouth or whether it was just in her nature (or if it was because of a levelling reward), the girl didn't get up to go just quite yet.

'You know, while we're both here...' Flora bites down on the inside of her lips so that her smile is all skin and no lip at all. "Much as I like to be seen...what are your thoughts on making that a bit harder sometimes. Like..invisibility cloak-wise, only..maybe more like that guy. You know, the short one who had the invisibility ring?" The one who was a competitive walker, or whatever.

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Flora would like to use her level 3 reward to quest for an invisibility ring.

Frey

"You know," Frey croons, pressing a hand against their golden breast, "I really, really am." A peach, that is. Sometimes literally, sometimes metaphorically. Who can really tell, and what's a little bit of hanging out as a peach tree between friends?

Tilting their head, it's with an arch of a perfectly sculpted brow that Flora will understand Frey's opinion about her lovely visage becoming invisible, but whims will be whims, they suppose. "Ah, yes, the one who disliked wearing shoes," they agree. "Alright, I think I could spin you up something like that. You are quite visible though, sugar. You may have to practice..."

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Flora has received a quest! She must:

1. Complete a thread blending in to a crowd, however difficult that may be for her.
2. Complete a thread capturing a treeflit in the Oerwoud. The creature must be alive when you bring it back to Frey.
3. Complete a thread collecting some of the liquid that drips from a molten tiger's stripes.
4. Complete a thread playing a game of hide and seek, in which you are one of the hiders. You must not be found.

candlewax & polaroids on the hardwood floor

Clapping her hands together with girlish delight, Flora nods enthusiastically. Of course, she has no plans to do the majority of these tasks (well, hide and seek could be fun. could she hide in Jack's bed?), but nevermind that just now. Rising and dusting the sand from her knees, Flora offers the deity a dramatic bow. "I can do that." She purrs while both winking and scrunching her nose.

"Be back soon!" With her feathers carefully placed into her bag, the Kaliesin girl prances away from the shrine having once again encountered absolutely zero difficulties in getting what she wanted and reinforcing yet again that honestly, life, the gods, Torchline, whatever, wasn't that hard.

You just had to come from money and power and everything worked out.

~FIN