RO to save Vaettir from the checker lol
The Crone made silent preparation.
Change was on the wind, and so the Priestess began collecting together all the herbs she had within the Temple to ready herself for the coming shifts.
She felt in her gut that this was important, and so she placed all she could fit, into the gifted fawn skin from Thyra.
Vaettir murmured her prayers to the Gods all the while, a plea to Them, for Hljodrfell to last through the coming winter, all of them.
Vaettir held tightly to the hope everything would turn out fine.
So she hoped.
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