@kchortu continued from here
There are many long forgotten rituals that catch the ancient deity's attention, ones performed without the knowledge that it's even being done. On many occasions when such rituals are performed, Nettle will ignore it with nothing more than a brief glance of awareness to the mortal that they will feel as a cold chill at most, and think nothing more of it. It's rare to catch their attention fully without intention.
Rare, but not impossible.
The whole show unintentionally built upon an old worship practice of the death god, though it was more of a ghost that haunted over it. Normally this wouldn't even get a touch of Nettle's awareness. However, unknown to the demigod standing in the crowd, he managed to move just so, and spill his beer at just the right moment, that unintentional or not, he had made the whole thing spark Nettle's interest.
At first they are content to observe, always fascinated by humans in their life, but Lance stares too long at them, alerting them to the fact that he can, in fact, see them. After they speak they start to move towards him, shrinking to their 6ft6 height they preferred to take around mortals.
The crowd parts like water to allow them to pass without the crowd realizing they're doing it. Each step brings forth vegetation just to die as they step again, gone in a breath.
"Your time is not yet come, little demigod," they tell him, voice an echoing of several voices at once. "But you have summoned me nevertheless."
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