Frey is puzzled, at first. Help, for nature being nature? Alright, it's true, this is a new brand of lotus, but they've always been interested in seeing how things evolve and turn out. Still, a call is a call, and so they descend around the little boat like a gentle, calming breeze.
Well, no. Not like a breeze. Frey is a breeze, cascading across the bow and the stern and carrying away any scent of void lotus, along with its nightmarish effects. The flowers themselves will still be present - that is not Frey's way, after all - but they shan't cause any further problems tonight. Not while the wind is still blowing the right way.
Well, no. Not like a breeze. Frey is a breeze, cascading across the bow and the stern and carrying away any scent of void lotus, along with its nightmarish effects. The flowers themselves will still be present - that is not Frey's way, after all - but they shan't cause any further problems tonight. Not while the wind is still blowing the right way.
