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"Seek out signs of the Phoenix in these dark times. Look for my signs, in Hearth."
Etrah begins to glow, of course, all the brighter in dark times. His divine illumination can be seen from a good portion of the district as he perches near the top of the Temple. "Prepare, you brave champions! Moon approaches!"
Etrah deigns to allow Abbygailiwy to pet his feathers. She coos in an agreeable manner, scratching gently behind his plumed ear, and it seems that for the time being these two creatures will get along together nicely.
"Would this be understood to be adoration or worship, by chance?"
The phoenix takes an immediate liking to you. "Well met, Fey-touched warrior! If we could get food and information, preferably in that order, that would be wonderful."
A phoenix flaps through, autumnal plumage shining brightly in the dim tavern. The bird is larger than any natural avian, and he carries his bulk with hovering pride. "Yes, the Champions of Hearth are returned! Mark this day, for-" |