[ Diacht, god of honesty and honor. Ainea, god of compassion and kindness. These names, she repeats to herself internally. Externally, a quiet hum passes from her lips as they brows Diacht's temple.
This being belongs Diacht; following that, he may exhibit those virtues. That, or perhaps he wishes to become more honesty and honorable. She's not quite sure how it's supposed to go. As for Pyra, she's already "chosen" her god. ]
...You speak of them as if they are present. [ "Diacht would just love you," he says, as if they are there. ]
I'm sorry if this is an odd question, [ She begins, plainly but earnestly, as if she's puzzling through something. ] but... are they?
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This being belongs Diacht; following that, he may exhibit those virtues. That, or perhaps he wishes to become more honesty and honorable. She's not quite sure how it's supposed to go. As for Pyra, she's already "chosen" her god. ]
...You speak of them as if they are present. [ "Diacht would just love you," he says, as if they are there. ]
I'm sorry if this is an odd question, [ She begins, plainly but earnestly, as if she's puzzling through something. ] but... are they?