Fjord is eager to see what gets conjured up and he isn't disappointed. It's unmistakably a graveyard but the temple sounds like a home and everything is bright, blooming (he should have guessed that), brilliant to look at. Birds are whistling in the overhead boughs that let in dappled sunlight, the whole place resembling more of a family house with weird stone ornaments in their expansive yard than anything grim or depressing. He reaches out to touch the nearest fence, noting the corruption of the purple plants seems to not have taken hold too much yet. This is Caduceus's home as he remembers it, not how it looks now; Fjord appreciates being shown this slice of the past when Caduceus was happy. ]
... It's beautiful.
[ The sort of idealistic home a young half-orc might have dreamed he was being adopted into, one rainy night. ]
Oh, hey, I think I've tried this guy.
[ Pointing to some blue flowers on a grave. Heh. ]
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third firbaseFjord is eager to see what gets conjured up and he isn't disappointed. It's unmistakably a graveyard but the temple sounds like a home and everything is bright, blooming (he should have guessed that), brilliant to look at. Birds are whistling in the overhead boughs that let in dappled sunlight, the whole place resembling more of a family house with weird stone ornaments in their expansive yard than anything grim or depressing. He reaches out to touch the nearest fence, noting the corruption of the purple plants seems to not have taken hold too much yet. This is Caduceus's home as he remembers it, not how it looks now; Fjord appreciates being shown this slice of the past when Caduceus was happy. ]
... It's beautiful.
[ The sort of idealistic home a young half-orc might have dreamed he was being adopted into, one rainy night. ]
Oh, hey, I think I've tried this guy.
[ Pointing to some blue flowers on a grave. Heh. ]