Back to Stern, the old priest smiles and embraces the big warrior priest.
You know, we should do proper honor to this Krom. I can picture a small shrine atop the hill where Grimeye was defeated…A statue of one of Krom’s great saints, a simple alter, some stone benches to sit, and a roof to shield it from the elements. I have the resources to fund about half of such a project, if you could come up with the rest, we could make this humble offering to krom in these lands.
I can imagine people from all over Shen Ling going there to pay tribute to the moment, and to make an offering to honor Krom. We should discuss this later Stern.
All around the lake, the sound of clay cups breaking plays like it’s own music, sounding from time to time throughout the night.