In the Temple of Culnul, within rooms reserved to those of the Faith and allies, lies a very large cube of ice. The cube's the size of a safe and its surface glints at the flickering flames illuminating the room. Besides it, a small, 'ling woman caresses it with fascination, a tender smile on her face. Her fair hair's wet at its tips and the reflected light summons eerie-looking forms to dance across her face.
"It's beautiful,", she says, "it's as if it had been given His blessing.", and she kisses the cube. She then orders the cultists to call her kin.
Within the cube, a frozen corpse of similar stature, a human newborn, rests peacefully.
A Wrapped Present
Re: A Wrapped Present
What is it now about? A blond hafling with a patch for his left eye and a purple scalemail mutters
He enters the room followed by a cultist. Well inside he stop and looks shocked.
What in the abyss is that??
He reaches for his sword but hold his arm when he sees the look on the womans face.
He enters the room followed by a cultist. Well inside he stop and looks shocked.
What in the abyss is that??
He reaches for his sword but hold his arm when he sees the look on the womans face.
“A room without books is like a body without a soul.”
Marcus Tullius Cicero
Marcus Tullius Cicero