All of the old gods were welcomed by the merfolk, but for Hadama the star-eyed goddess was the one he had been drawn to from the very beginning. For him, there had never been another. That so many he had met had felt similarly inspired had only seemed natural, though he respected those who followed other paths.
The human's question drew him from his musing and Hadama considered the man thoughtfully for a few moments in his slow, unhurried way. "The location is difficult to reach," he explained at last. "As long as the weather is clear. And I will remain here with it." With his water magic he was a formidable guardian in his own right, though even he would need to sleep eventually.
Curious to hear that the man was an Outlander, as the humans called it, Hadama listened solemnly before explaining: "The L'ma is said to grant wishes, sometimes. To those who throw the most beautiful colored stones into the Pool." He swished his tail behind him through the crystalline waters. "What do you offer to falling stars?" For there was always some kind of transaction, to gain what one desired.
The human's question drew him from his musing and Hadama considered the man thoughtfully for a few moments in his slow, unhurried way. "The location is difficult to reach," he explained at last. "As long as the weather is clear. And I will remain here with it." With his water magic he was a formidable guardian in his own right, though even he would need to sleep eventually.
Curious to hear that the man was an Outlander, as the humans called it, Hadama listened solemnly before explaining: "The L'ma is said to grant wishes, sometimes. To those who throw the most beautiful colored stones into the Pool." He swished his tail behind him through the crystalline waters. "What do you offer to falling stars?" For there was always some kind of transaction, to gain what one desired.
