 Ancient Runes #5 Who Am I? Ern's 2460FUN
He didn't have the instructions, which in hindsight would have been smart to bring along, but if his memory was in tact he was SOMETHING about making a sacrifice or an offering. He was going to go with the second one because he was not into the idea of sacrifice if that was cool with everyone. Not that he cared 'cause regardless he was just going to do an offering.
And then he remembered he had totally blanked and not brought a single thing to offer, which meant that he was ill prepared. Oh no. Sarcasm. This assignment wasn't going to ever be over anyway so it wasn't like he cared a whole heap what he did and what he didn't bring. He had SO much time.
Deciding to make the best out of his situation, he sat and watched his girlfriend talk. Yeah, even she was at a loss of what to say to the tree. It was a tree. What did one say to a tree besides more shade please?
Once she was all done, he needed an offering. Stalling time was over. He looked in his pockets and found the world's most pointless collection of pointless things. A couple of scratches of parchment, some wrappers, two knuts that he had nicked from someone and his drum sticks. Well, the stupid tree was NOT getting his drum sticks, so maybe he'd give the tree the two knuts. They weren't his anyway.
Placing them down by the foot of the tree, he cleared his throat, "These two knuts are for you. An offering. Or something." Look at how generous he was. Smirk.
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