Tal didn't wince as the offerings were knocked aside, but that was only because he was swallowing too hard as the ghost-cat flickered in and out of the corner of his vision. Boreal was perfectly happy to have a new playmate and was unfazed in the way of dragons who had received divine scritches, however, and happily helped bat the jingling balls around for the shadows to chase after.
"Your, uh...?" The mortal man trailed off in confusion as he considered Ludo's dark rags and the mask that peeked out from them. Deciding that discretion was the better part of valor - and that some things were probably just not meant for couriers to know - he managed to bite off the question and focus on the deity's next words.
And oh, were they doozies.
He nodded along in resigned understanding of the first two requirements, but when it came to the next two he felt his throat close shut. He looked up at the god, and though he did a manful job of trying to keeping the dismay from his face there was an old Outlander refrain that played in the back of his head as he listened.
~Fin~
"Your, uh...?" The mortal man trailed off in confusion as he considered Ludo's dark rags and the mask that peeked out from them. Deciding that discretion was the better part of valor - and that some things were probably just not meant for couriers to know - he managed to bite off the question and focus on the deity's next words.
And oh, were they doozies.
He nodded along in resigned understanding of the first two requirements, but when it came to the next two he felt his throat close shut. He looked up at the god, and though he did a manful job of trying to keeping the dismay from his face there was an old Outlander refrain that played in the back of his head as he listened.
~Fin~
