Aurelia
She could never get used to Ronin having a magical duplicate, but the revelation he bestowed upon her in that moment was more shocking.
"Vi?" she echoed, her voice laced with a hint of surprise. A whirlwind of questions swirled in her mind, but she couldn't contain her curiosity any longer. "That's... unexpected. I... I can't imagine turning away from Safrin," she admitted, and perhaps it was none of her business but, curiosity got the better of her: "What happened, Ronin? Why the switch?"
Her gaze held his, trying to understand. She knew the gods of Caido were fickle and demanding, but this shift in allegiance felt significant, a shift in the balance of power. And Sunjata too... he's turned away from Safrin as well. In favor of Frey...
As she waited for his response, a spark ignited in her palm, a tiny ember that grew with each steady breath. She extended her hand, her fingers outstretched, and the flame leaped forth, a vibrant flash of orange and gold that engulfed the broken woodpile.
The flames served as a tool of renewal, cleansing the remnants of Longnight's chaos and leaving only a pile of purifying ash in its wake.
Safrin must be furious, she thought, a pang of worry mingling with her concern for Ronin. The goddess was not known for her tolerance or forgiveness. How Aurelia got along was a mystery, but she wasn't about to start questioning it. As she tried to focus on the task at hand, her mind buzzed with questions and a growing sense of unease.
"Vi?" she echoed, her voice laced with a hint of surprise. A whirlwind of questions swirled in her mind, but she couldn't contain her curiosity any longer. "That's... unexpected. I... I can't imagine turning away from Safrin," she admitted, and perhaps it was none of her business but, curiosity got the better of her: "What happened, Ronin? Why the switch?"
Her gaze held his, trying to understand. She knew the gods of Caido were fickle and demanding, but this shift in allegiance felt significant, a shift in the balance of power. And Sunjata too... he's turned away from Safrin as well. In favor of Frey...
As she waited for his response, a spark ignited in her palm, a tiny ember that grew with each steady breath. She extended her hand, her fingers outstretched, and the flame leaped forth, a vibrant flash of orange and gold that engulfed the broken woodpile.
The flames served as a tool of renewal, cleansing the remnants of Longnight's chaos and leaving only a pile of purifying ash in its wake.
Safrin must be furious, she thought, a pang of worry mingling with her concern for Ronin. The goddess was not known for her tolerance or forgiveness. How Aurelia got along was a mystery, but she wasn't about to start questioning it. As she tried to focus on the task at hand, her mind buzzed with questions and a growing sense of unease.
What is clear is what is gold
You're only human after all
You're only human after all
