Price: 14316 Kronars
A dark-haired man with black eyes leans against a wall. His dagger is raised, and blood drips from Yavash above his head into a reflecting pool at his feet.
Let's not get carried away, shall we? Wood is fiber, but the wrong kind for your personal dietary needs.
You hug the icon fervently to your chest.
You reverently set the Damaris icon to your lips.
You study the image of the Damaris icon, trying to fathom its depths.
You gently rub the Damaris icon, enjoying the smoothly finished texture as you brush away all dust and grime.
As you raise the Damaris icon on high, it glows softly.