Very well. The plant I am requesting is known as an Oriachne's Tear, a rare, magic-bearing blossom. [Glacius pauses, trying to remember anything else Carlisle has told him about it. Thankfully, he is an attentive listener.] It usually only produces one seed when it blooms, though on rare occasions it can bear two, and the seeds are so lovely that it can be mistaken for jewelry. The seed itself is nearly the size of an egg, roughly oblate, and varies wildly in color, but is often a dark, crystalline emerald with bright violet veins. And because the bloom of the plant has magical properties, this ornate seed can be used as a cache for magic.
[The ice alien pauses once more to let all that sink in, then attaches a file on his phone. It contains elaborate scientific illustrations of the plant in question, complete with abundant notes on various details on color, texture, growing conditions, uses, and much more. The pages of the journal he's taken snapshots of look remarkably similar to the illustrations and notes provided by Carlisle earlier... probably because the drawings and notes were made by the clergyman. As such, the same knowledge and attention to detail is there, which should hopefully be quite helpful to Sorrow.] There. That is as much information on it as I currently possess. Sufficient?
[Two--the alien's one intact mandible flares in surprise. He hadn't been expecting any sort of generosity, and while a part of him knows this is probably an attempt on Sorrow's part to either win him over or leave him indebted, he can't help but feel a little bit hopeful at this news. He knows it will mean a lot to Carlisle, and that's what matters most. He can put himself on the line if it means a chance to make his partner happy and make up for some of the loss he's had to endure in this cave.
It's also enough that Glacius finally manages to swallow down the worst of his grievances with this particular deity, at least for the time being, and extend an olive branch.] ... Thank you. I... do appreciate this. I will be by to collect them when every bit of paint has been scoured from your temple.
[If there truly was any generosity in his offer, Sorrow's tone certainly doesn't hint at it. He's a cold god, but not heartless- Carlisle had asked for two for breeding purposes, and so Glacius gets two now. Simple.]
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[The ice alien pauses once more to let all that sink in, then attaches a file on his phone. It contains elaborate scientific illustrations of the plant in question, complete with abundant notes on various details on color, texture, growing conditions, uses, and much more. The pages of the journal he's taken snapshots of look remarkably similar to the illustrations and notes provided by Carlisle earlier... probably because the drawings and notes were made by the clergyman. As such, the same knowledge and attention to detail is there, which should hopefully be quite helpful to Sorrow.] There. That is as much information on it as I currently possess. Sufficient?
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[He pieces through the attachments as he considers Glacius' knowledge, carefully looking over each one.]
This will do. When you're done, there will be two of them potted on my altar.
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It's also enough that Glacius finally manages to swallow down the worst of his grievances with this particular deity, at least for the time being, and extend an olive branch.] ... Thank you. I... do appreciate this. I will be by to collect them when every bit of paint has been scoured from your temple.
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[If there truly was any generosity in his offer, Sorrow's tone certainly doesn't hint at it. He's a cold god, but not heartless- Carlisle had asked for two for breeding purposes, and so Glacius gets two now. Simple.]