[color=a187be][center][h1]Gammaton[/h1][/center][/color][hr]
[@Rune_Alchemist]

[color=a187be][i]"Lost Lord Iva's favor...?"[/i][/color] Gammaton thought to himself. [color=a187be][i]"Fools, this child has been elevated by The Honorable One higher than your entire village."[/i][/color] For being the Illuminator's tribe, they were surprisingly in the dark, a thought that made Gammaton wonder if they were to be punished by their patron soon. [color=a187be]"This, Lahzria, is 'honey',"[/color] Lavtannoth said with some gravity, knowing that making the name of the treat known would increase the impact of his offering, [color=a187be]"And I seek the wall...of Hlakth, as your tribesmen has told me it is named."[/color] He listened to her words and it seemed she was either confused or actively playing games with him. Something had happened to her today, something unusual. Was this a riddle, or could it be that she only met The Honorable One this day? If the latter were true, then this was no messenger, and Gammaton was wasting his time. Still, for her to have the mark meant that regardless, he could still use her to get Iva'Krorh's attention. If anything, Gammaton wondered what was taking Iva'Krorh so long to react. Perhaps she was preoccupied with an experiment in her library. Gammaton quietly plucked a straw from the honey basket and scribbled a design into the snow, looking a round to make sure no one was paying him any attention. [color=a187be]"I came seeking the one who gave you this,"[/color] Lavtannoth whispered to Lahzria, drawing her attention to The White Star's mark that he had drawn in the snow, tapping his hand to indicate hers, and quickly erased the symbol from the snow before it caught anyone's eye. He looked up at her and smiled.