BSing my way thru this RO to save Vaettir from the checker lmao
Their numbers were falling.
Vaettir noticed this, and yet she continued to pray with vigor for the success of Hljodrfell, for all of them to survive the coming winter...
It felt all for naught in this moment, as she sat before her altar and prayed until her throat was so strained she began to cough up small amounts of blood.
The Priestess continued to pray in gentle murmurs as she stood, bones creaking from the length of time being so still, as she began walking the territory, muttering prayers and praises to the Gods as if this would appease them, as if it would get better if she held tightly to the faith of Hljodrfell and herself as she willed silently for their future to be abundant and successful...
The clouds overhead meanwhile, remained a null gray.
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