Ragnarok

1. Ragnarok

   #41

   Valeth paused alongside Calisto. The bobbing of the light had stopped, and it now was coming steadily closer.
   "Beware, child. It is a craven fae spirit, one which I now see may have lured us to our doom..."

2. Ragnarok

   #42

   Calisto was unimpressed, though she remained cautious. She had heard of these spirits, but as she understood it, once you saw through the deception, they were powerless.

3. Ragnarok

   #43

   Shill floated right up to the two travellers. It made itself smaller and floated low to the ground showing that it meant no harm. It had seen dogs before and that was how they signaled defeat. Shill stopped at the tavellers feet and glimmered almost politly.

4. Ragnarok

   #44

   Calisto raised an eyebrow. The spirit didn't seem to mean any harm; in fact, it reminded her of a puppy that had been scolded. She glanced at Valeth, then back at the spirit. "Well, then." The pressing cold distracted her. The rags bundled up around her feet were soaked, and were quite uncomfortable. Luckily it wasn't as cold as it sometimes got; she had seen people whose feet had frozen off. She swore in Greek.

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