Alys
And it's like snow at the beach
Alys offered a small smile at Damien's wonder and awe, fully understanding the feelings as those she herself had once encountered. If the man's emotions were anything to go by, her tale had elicited a sense of curiosity and longing, and that, too, she was familiar with. Once upon a time, she had been just like him - not yet touched by the gods, and so lacking in the belief that others around her seemed to take so for granted. It had taken her years to change her mindset and take a chance on praying, and while her prayers weren't always answered, when they were... well. Sascha was proof enough that one answered prayer could change everything.
When she answered Damien's query, it was in a soft voice meant for his ears alone. "When I was growing up, I couldn't stand the thought of the gods," she told him. "I'm Abandoned, and I was always taught that they didn't like us. That they wouldn't help us the way they would an Accepted or Attuned. So I thought, if they wouldn't help me, then I would help myself, gods be damned." She chuckled softly, reaching a hand down to stroke the top of Sascha's head absently, as though she didn't really realize she was doing it.
"It took me years to figure out that I had been taught wrong. All it takes is one answered prayer, and your whole life can change. Frey was the first herald to give me a quest. They weren't at all what I expected. They were... real, in a way that I'm not sure how to describe. I'd thought that the gods would be... cold. Distant, perhaps. Regal, and pretentious, and disdainful towards me. But meeting Frey was like meeting anyone else. They offered me advice, gave me a quest, and when I'd completed it, they rewarded me. And I never felt as though they hated me simply for being Abandoned, or as if I was a nuisance for daring to ask a favor, or anything like that. It was... nice."
When she answered Damien's query, it was in a soft voice meant for his ears alone. "When I was growing up, I couldn't stand the thought of the gods," she told him. "I'm Abandoned, and I was always taught that they didn't like us. That they wouldn't help us the way they would an Accepted or Attuned. So I thought, if they wouldn't help me, then I would help myself, gods be damned." She chuckled softly, reaching a hand down to stroke the top of Sascha's head absently, as though she didn't really realize she was doing it.
"It took me years to figure out that I had been taught wrong. All it takes is one answered prayer, and your whole life can change. Frey was the first herald to give me a quest. They weren't at all what I expected. They were... real, in a way that I'm not sure how to describe. I'd thought that the gods would be... cold. Distant, perhaps. Regal, and pretentious, and disdainful towards me. But meeting Frey was like meeting anyone else. They offered me advice, gave me a quest, and when I'd completed it, they rewarded me. And I never felt as though they hated me simply for being Abandoned, or as if I was a nuisance for daring to ask a favor, or anything like that. It was... nice."
Weird, but fuckin' beautiful
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Alys.
Emotional Telepathy | The user can read deep emotions of those within a 5 foot radius at will. Control is excellent. Note: "Deep emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
Emotional Perception | The user can read surface level emotions of those within a 15 foot radius. Control is moderate. Note: "Surface level emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
Feel free to use force/magic on Alys.
Emotional Telepathy | The user can read deep emotions of those within a 5 foot radius at will. Control is excellent. Note: "Deep emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
Emotional Perception | The user can read surface level emotions of those within a 15 foot radius. Control is moderate. Note: "Surface level emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
