It was Tal's turn to listen and he nodded slowly. He could see why it would be confusing, even though Halo had always - at least as long as anyone could remember - gone by the beat of its own drum. "It's... weird," he agreed slowly. "I mean, back in th'old days, when the Grounds were still stuck in that Barrier, things were different. The Heralds were somethin' I prayed to but... never thought I'd meet, y'know? Like the big old gods. 'Course, back then we didn't know that the heralds had gotten stuck inside the Barrier with th'Voice." He gave a shrug, sitting back to sip his wine. "But it didn't matter if y'had magic or not. Accepted, Abandoned, Attuned, whatever. No one was gettin' much of anythin'. Not curses, not blessin's. 'Cept from the White Lady," he added with a shudder. "An' she isn't picky, long as she can make a deal." His scowl tugged briefly at his lips but faded quickly as he looked at Alys again. "Guess what I'm sayin' is, it might not hurt t'try? Long as y'go with someone who's not, y'know..." He wrinkled his nose and looked around as if to make sure they weren't being watched, but Ludo didn't much care for Halo and none of the gods were usually seen on LongNight. Still, he lowered his voice to a whisper to finish: "Not as much of a bully."
Sitting back, he cleared his throat and took a larger swallow of wine to reward himself for his courage before flashing Alys a more roguish grin. "Well, have y'ever thought about gettin' some magic armor?" he asked curiously. "Like my Vest?"
Sitting back, he cleared his throat and took a larger swallow of wine to reward himself for his courage before flashing Alys a more roguish grin. "Well, have y'ever thought about gettin' some magic armor?" he asked curiously. "Like my Vest?"
