( Prodigal king? Her brow furrows, the whole starting to niggle more and more as off to her own memory, but...
... in all truth, aren't they parts of their greater wholes being told to become something More (or Less, who's to say?) in this place? Memory may be more malleable than she realises. )
Oh, you'd be surprised how easy gods can be to understand, even by simply being mystifying.
( Said a touch dryly, but with the sort of second late grin that lets it be a joke. Coming from an elf, she's banking on anyone of strict Andrastian faith simply taking her as a heathen. Easy to hate, easy to forgive from a patronising standpoint. )
Met much of anyone from Thedas here already? Or do you have the dubious pleasure of being the forerunner?
no apologies needed! been busy on my end
... in all truth, aren't they parts of their greater wholes being told to become something More (or Less, who's to say?) in this place? Memory may be more malleable than she realises. )
Oh, you'd be surprised how easy gods can be to understand, even by simply being mystifying.
( Said a touch dryly, but with the sort of second late grin that lets it be a joke. Coming from an elf, she's banking on anyone of strict Andrastian faith simply taking her as a heathen. Easy to hate, easy to forgive from a patronising standpoint. )
Met much of anyone from Thedas here already? Or do you have the dubious pleasure of being the forerunner?