Melinoë placed the violet shard in the small pouch on her hip and continued out of the ruins, the ghostly, skeletal hand to her left brushing along the stone, outlining cracks and wondering just what the whole structure may have looked like before the calamity that struck it.

"They offer us boons." She said after a moment. "As a bribe, perhaps? They seemed beneficial, those that I read of. Not unlike the ones I receive from Olympus."