DELPHIA
Fortunately, Amun was pleased with their work. That he would leave building a kiln to those who made a living building such structures was an intelligent one. Delphia wasn’t exactly well coordinated – thanks to spirits who liked to shove her about – so she would probably do more harm than good with something like that. Pale eyes watched as he made a sign for outside of his shop, denoting it as a place where pottery was thrown. ”I am glad to have been of assistance, and I wish you well with your business venture.” she said softly, before taking her leave.
Here in the forest dark and deep
I offer you
Eternal Sleep
