Smiling softly, she hums a light tune, contemplative but still playful. "Hmmm... sounds like a different world." Although she's glad to be moving on to a different topic, the concept of 'bettering' herself still lingers on the edge of her mind and the idea of 'survival' brings forth images of weaponry and ruthless strategies full of violence. "Do you find that any of those skills help you as an Ancient?" She's certainly seen the man's physical prowess in battle, but she wonders what else he might have saved from his previous life.
Nodding her agreeance, Thal oils the next weapon within her reach. "It's a surprise that more people don't follow her." 'Worship' feels like the wrong word when it's more like a familial relationship. With so many people feeling alone in the world, it seems like an obvious choice to turn to the motherly goddess. Plus, people get the added benefits of magic, shifts, and fangs. Who wouldn't want that?
Tilting her head, she passes a mace towards a particularly tall, buff looking Ancient with curling brown oxen horns that doesn't hide the way his eyes linger on her. She returns the gaze with her own sharp blue eyes, mouth creeping into a smirk but quickly turning to the next approaching person.
Nodding her agreeance, Thal oils the next weapon within her reach. "It's a surprise that more people don't follow her." 'Worship' feels like the wrong word when it's more like a familial relationship. With so many people feeling alone in the world, it seems like an obvious choice to turn to the motherly goddess. Plus, people get the added benefits of magic, shifts, and fangs. Who wouldn't want that?
Tilting her head, she passes a mace towards a particularly tall, buff looking Ancient with curling brown oxen horns that doesn't hide the way his eyes linger on her. She returns the gaze with her own sharp blue eyes, mouth creeping into a smirk but quickly turning to the next approaching person.
thalassa
so don't waste the time i don't have
