Since I'm finally able to lj-cut, I've added a recent post I made on the Mordavia forum. It is my character making preparation to bury her oldest friend, and his adopted daughter.
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Anya slipped out the open gate, and wandered around a little.
Finally, she found what she was looking for.
It was an Oak tree. An old one, tall and strong.
Anya pulled out a bottle from her pack. It was a bottle of Bellflower nectar, the sweetest of that season. She uncorked it, and poured it at the base of the tree.
"For thee, Sister.. I ask a favor in return.. I need two Acorns.. your Strongest and your Best.
For this, I give you my land's strongest and best, and I shall give my own to your Children..
They shall be well cared for, I swear it."
After waiting a while, the wind blew, and Anya heard her answer.
It is Accepted.. Near my roots.. Tur'Entyr of the Fae.. They lie there, waiting for thee.
Anya nodded her thanks, collecting the two seeds, tucking the empty bottle into her pack.
There was only one thing left to do.
She reached for her pouch.. a flash of blue..
A few moments later, the forest glade was empty.
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Well, What do we think?