Frogspawn Swamp the doctors saved you,

Vein smiled his eyes gleaming with the same devotion as she, As he spoke in his rich deep rumble he realized he did not know their names ”No you are right, dearest, the gods can never be truly sated, but they do love their offerings even from lowly beings such as we, and the highest honour to give them is our lives blood; our very souls. Chaos and Death are but a few of the gods, They all deserve devotion and honour, for to place some above the others would be disgraceful.” He hummed for a moment a rhythmic hum as it he were humming a prayer of sorts.

“They are prideful and secretive, they wish us to obey but do not deign to speak often to we, the lowly beings, the servants. Even so, some.. Such as I, do receive the honour of interpreting their will from time to time.”


Vein lifted a paw and bite into his pad paw muddy as it was and blood begin to leak from his new wound, He played a paw upon the bones encased in stones and rolled his paw “I offer freely what it theirs to take. My life is but to serve them and their desires” He held his paw up after smearing the bones red and allowed the blood to pat pat pat upon the ground above the fossils. He watched his blood reverently then as the dripping slowed his sun golden eyes flicked up to the females. “Would you offer yourselves to them? Leave them an offering worthy of their notice? Or would you scamper off and only pretend your devotion?”