Moonsong Glacier I missed that train

Valiant had never seen an altar before. He understood only from fantastical bedtime stories what they were. That Ariadne had built one earned Dutch another backward glance, but the isbjørn quickly refocused on the young woman as she made her plea.

"I will check on it," he agreed, even though he was not sure what might need replenishment. Dutch, he thought, was the better man for such a task.

The undersea goddess reminded him not of any gods he knew, but of his grandmother, Catori. The spiritwalker and her kin were closely tied to the sea, and not knowing their exact beliefs, he wondered if Sedna cared for them as well. Was this altar where she might hear him?

"What do you place on the altar?" he asked her, deciding that he ought to bring an offering if he was going to be visiting a goddess. "Where did you learn these things?"