The shores of Hongerige have receded, nofel knows why but this curious anomaly has left the now exposed ocean floor scattered with a plethora of glowing gems, stones and seashells. The dead of night moonlight, and peak of day sun rays reflect off each crystal cascading flickering lights across the waters of The Hungry Wolf herself.

Commotion catches your attention as Felvargs speak amongst one another with concern, just out of sight near the now receded shoreline you spot Hel. She is holding a curious gem within both paws as she admires in both awe and shades of worry. You approach cautiously not to startle her, when she notices you Hel pulls the stone to her chest to shield it from view.

"It's no use." Hel stammers as she retracts the stone from her worried grip and reveals it to you. You notice straight away it's glowing. Almost like a galaxy in nature, shades of green, blue, purple, gold and black swirl within, white flecks washing over it like stars. You've never seen a stone quite like it, not on this Island or any other. "Beautiful isn't it?" Hel interrupts your focus. "Arconite." She declares, Hel holds her paw out as if to ask for your own, once placed upon her she delicately drops the arconite she had been holding into the palm of your paw. Immediately it's as if it loses its glow. While still present it is far less prominent than in the paws of Hel herself. You frown with confusion, upon closer inspection you realize they are shaped like tears. Hel observes you as you inspect it.

"Once a gift from my sister this very stone was of one, a blessing she called it." Hel crinkles her nose in irritation as you question if she is speaking of Nightfall. "Have you ever heard of The Wishing Stone?" Hel queries, "A ritual where you wish for eternity and unending dark magic upon a fated crystal most say is myth." Hel turns her head now to hang it in shame, "It was no blessing, and it came at a cost greater than anyfel might pay." A soft sigh leaves Hel's muzzle, "We may not age and die, but we are all meant to pass someday, my friend."

Hel turns now to face the ever shallow Hongerige, "Ursa." You tilt your head curiously, "I sought her out in the night and asked her to help me remove the Arconite from my very soul. Had anyfel knew she helped me she would have been outcasted. She risked it all that night to see me through to a new path I desperately wanted to walk." Hel's face turns now slightly so her gaze catches your own in a timid glare, recognition given to the bravery it took to be vulnerable with you, "It worked, and the tears I shed freed me from the dark magic I had 'gifted' upon me. In the shape of these very stones, the stone you hold within your very paws. Every bad deed I'd ever done, replayed before my eyes but upon me." Hel winced as she scoffed sarcastically remembering how it was once described as a blessing to her, "Ulfrheim was meant to sink, and with it I thought this bastard stone would be gone for good. Yet here I am, faced with them once more." The wisp coated female digs anxiously at the ocean floor. "I wept and wept, there were so many. How could I find them all? What if someone who knows what they are finds them? What will Fenrir think of me then?" Hel shakes her head to free herself of the thought.

"I must ask you for yet another favor my friend, please forgive me. For you owe me nothing at all, and I owe you a great deal more than this endless life might ever pay."