[DROP] Teine ​​is fortan

Caiside was far from the first to hear the call of the forest, and knew he was going to be far from first to respond to it. Responding to something like this required preparation, at least a little, so instead of allowing the alluring call to drag him into the dark of the trees immediately, he took a moment to prepare, throwing tools and offerings into a bag and making sure he looked presentable. When he was ready, he shifted into his elk form and finally gave in to the song. The path of flames he followed was achingly familiar to Caiside. It called to mind a dozen other such midnight excursions he had made, back in his own world. Meetings with deities, and allies, and his own followers. Though the group he stumbled upon was anything but familiar, at least for the most part. Shifting back into his human form, Caiside stepped close to the front of the group, beside Maea, one of the only people he actually knew, and in his opinion the only one showing the proper amount of respect for the occasion. Without a word, he dipped, bending at the waist to bow to the source of the call. Caiside I have never been allowed to be Holy, I have never been forgiven for Wanting;