A bony finger pointed at me. The storm of ravens changed their flight, and then their form, turning from black to a burning orange as they spontaneously caught fire. I was engulfed. I felt the grim flames lap at my boots and cloak. Such depraved magnificence!
“As the blessings of nature protect me, Kyne grant me fortitude!”
The burning blackness was instantly dismissed. In my hands I held a spectral bow, bound to my form. I notched an arrow from the air, as worry encroached across the hagraven’s expression.
This excerpt from the hag and hagraven entry of Kyne's Challenge is intriguing. Maybe I should add the bound bow to my playthrough?
A bony finger pointed at me. The storm of ravens changed their flight, and then their form, turning from black to a burning orange as they spontaneously caught fire. I was engulfed. I felt the grim flames lap at my boots and cloak. Such depraved magnificence!
“As the blessings of nature protect me, Kyne grant me fortitude!”
The burning blackness was instantly dismissed. In my hands I held a spectral bow, bound to my form. I notched an arrow from the air, as worry encroached across the hagraven’s expression.
This excerpt from the hag and hagraven entry of Kyne's Challenge is intriguing. Maybe I should add the bound bow to my playthrough?