Dygra
Rubies pulse and cast a fiendish glow over Maea as she explains herself, and Dygra remains quiet until she is finished. And in the warm darkness, there might even be a thread of amusement that laces through the air.
"You are a perfectly formed Ancient," she purrs, her low voice seeming to vibrate throughout the cavern. "Whatever was done to you previously, and by whom, is erased now. This is what you are now, as whole as any of your other siblings." It is as complete an answer as the goddess feels she needs to give.
Hopefully Maea will find what she is looking for in it.
"You are a perfectly formed Ancient," she purrs, her low voice seeming to vibrate throughout the cavern. "Whatever was done to you previously, and by whom, is erased now. This is what you are now, as whole as any of your other siblings." It is as complete an answer as the goddess feels she needs to give.
Hopefully Maea will find what she is looking for in it.
