SelcSilverhand
First Post
Keepiru nods and concentrates mightily, his boyish face creased as he focuses. He tries his best to come up with a straightforward question. Desna, should we free the being in the crystal? he says in his mind as the spell completes and the thought is flung heavenward. Taking his carved sticks of oak, ash, and yew he casts them into the air and waits to see how they will land. Weal... or Woe?