Shaman Ji Nuan's eyes lit up at the words, thinking this was perfect. As long as they had the Tortoise Shell Deed, they could proceed with building their territory with peace of mind.
The old priest summoned an orc and gave an instruction. The orc looked at Shaman Ji Nuan and the others with surprise before turning to leave.
Shaman Ji Nuan guessed that the orc was likely gone to retrieve the turtle shell used for carving.
Indeed, it wasn't long before the orc emerged from the sea, holding in his hand a blackish-green turtle shell about the size of a palm.
The old priest gave a light flick of his hand, and a sharp claw extended from his index finger.
He then took the turtle shell and began to carve it with concentration.
As he worked the shell, it emitted a series of sounds. After a long while, the priest finally stopped.
He exhaled a breath, his index finger already showing a faint hint of red.
