and everybody's gotta breathe somehow
Alys had never understood the thought process behind lumping one group of people together as though they had a collective consciousness - except, of course, that that was exactly what she'd done with the gods, assuming that they were all alike and that they all hated the Abandoned. She pursed her lips, suddenly uncomfortable with her own bias. She was doing a lot of thinking lately, and changing her mind about the deities of Caido was a part of that - however discomfited it made her feel.
She inclined her head in response to Deimos's assurances. Perhaps she would not be forced to revere the deities, but would she ever be in a position to need something from one? To want something that only they could give her?
Only time would tell.
She shook her head, clearing her thoughts and turning her attention back to Deimos. "Is there a timeline for this quest?" she asked, already making mental notes of who she might ask to come with her. Tal, perhaps - it was always fun to be around the courier, and besides, what better way to get there than aboard a skyship?
She inclined her head in response to Deimos's assurances. Perhaps she would not be forced to revere the deities, but would she ever be in a position to need something from one? To want something that only they could give her?
Only time would tell.
She shook her head, clearing her thoughts and turning her attention back to Deimos. "Is there a timeline for this quest?" she asked, already making mental notes of who she might ask to come with her. Tal, perhaps - it was always fun to be around the courier, and besides, what better way to get there than aboard a skyship?
ALYS
