The deity's eyes narrow suggestively for a moment as they nod. "I'd be inclined to agree." They say of the Flood's ability to multitask, though nothing about the sly smile that spreads across their lips suggests they're talking about his quest-completing abilities.
"It isn't, though I doubt the ones who really need a good hobbling will find themselves within your little slice of paradise." Frey rolls their shoulders. "But it might be a fun little trick after the war, mmmm? A gathering of equals where all those big egos are knocked appropriately down to size." But first there was a war to get through, and who knows, maybe all the meddling heroes would just die and the world could be repopulated in Frey's image for once.
"Once inside the refuge, you will be the only one able to call on me. Well, you and Phoebe I suppose." The god pauses, raising their brows a single time, the long history between the pair not lost on them at all.
"It isn't, though I doubt the ones who really need a good hobbling will find themselves within your little slice of paradise." Frey rolls their shoulders. "But it might be a fun little trick after the war, mmmm? A gathering of equals where all those big egos are knocked appropriately down to size." But first there was a war to get through, and who knows, maybe all the meddling heroes would just die and the world could be repopulated in Frey's image for once.
"Once inside the refuge, you will be the only one able to call on me. Well, you and Phoebe I suppose." The god pauses, raising their brows a single time, the long history between the pair not lost on them at all.
FREY
