Noah stood within the Early Veiled Shore, observing a select assembly of beings fortunate enough to be among the eighty-one recipients designated to receive the Boon of The Minor Mana and Hunger Palisades.
The atmosphere hummed with concentrated authority as bodies pulsed with newly integrated brilliance, systems of existences adjusting to sudden influxes of civilizational protection and raw Complexity and Purity!
Heidrun stood tall in a field of verdant-gold grasses, her magnificent goat form bellowing joyously as the transformation completed.
She was completely unaware that the diligent Malphas in his immaculate butler attire had already positioned himself nearby with pristine bucket, prepared to commence collection of the glorious Sacred Mead of Existence the moment her elevation stabilized sufficiently.
She would be put to work!
