Protecting Mine Own

ludo Braved the forests, braved the stone Braved the icy winds and fire Braved and beat them on my own An honour? Ludo did not particularly care for such things - those were more the realm of the Safrins of the world. (Unless, of course, it gave away a part of itself that then got stolen, Remi). It settled amongst the candles and ornate decorations to play with its offerings - all of them, duh, because no one else had showed up for the Abandoned. "Oh, I see," it said, tittering - or as close to it as Ludo could. Unaware of a wife, technically unmarried... well, well. Halo's icy Warden was certainly more interesting than he made himself out to be. "Eirachi is a lesser god of the Tundra," it explained. "She manipulates. The ice is a horrible mistress, and it tricks and traps travellers. When they get into trouble, maybe the Eirachi is able to help - for a price. You understand?"