Listening with interest and nodding politely towards the companions as they're introduced, Fox retrieves the rabbit he's been traded, stowing it away in his pack and slanting a second, grateful look towards Eira for giving up her kill. "At least you'll never be alone in your travels," he remarks with a warm smile back towards Noah, only to straighten up a little when the conversation swings back around to his new goddess.
"She didn't give off the impression that she would turn anyone away," he says slowly, though it's a difficult thing to gauge given that of course she'd have wanted to see him, given that he was joining the ranks of the Ancients. "And the only offering she asks is a little of your own blood." As far as he knows, anyway.
"She didn't give off the impression that she would turn anyone away," he says slowly, though it's a difficult thing to gauge given that of course she'd have wanted to see him, given that he was joining the ranks of the Ancients. "And the only offering she asks is a little of your own blood." As far as he knows, anyway.
welcome to the desecration, baby
we built you up and we'll tear you right down
