Gonna show him what little girls are made of — gunpowder and lead
Admittedly, Colt has not much bothered to spend her time blessing many of the other gods, much less lending a prayer to them. Although as Melita mentions the wisdom of venturing around all the shrines, Colt is reminded of the few times she's stood in Safrin's presence. Each time she found herself...comforted in a way she did not expect. Not the least of which is because Safrin isn't her chosen deity, but the terrible stories of the wrathful goddess do circulate, and not just about Safrin. Colt can hardly be throwing stones at that glass house though.
"I'm trying to build a new Frey and Rae shrine in Hak Etme," she offers up as they busy themselves with their offerings. "Next to the one for Ludo and Mort. Then, one for Safrin and Vi too." Proof that it is not just selfishly motivated, perhaps, even if that's certainly the root of it. "Maybe I should consider Dygra as well..." she ponders aloud, not thinking of the chaotic god until just now, but figuring she'd have plenty of distraught ancients in need of a blessing as well. She adds it to her mental checklist, and one could almost accuse her of trying to keep so busy she'd spare no time for stray thoughts and all the feelings they inevitably bring up.
"That's why I'm here," she says with a nod as she stands up and gives Mel better space and privacy for her offerings and prayers. "Visiting all the Frey and Rae shrines around Caido." Which, to her understanding, also means all the generalized old god shrines. Turns out there's quite a lot of them collectively. "Ended up talking to Sunjata when I went to the one in King's End." The admission isn't hard to make, but she sets it down like it has weight just the same, because it'd been no small or easy task. "Have you talked to him lately?" The surprise of his attitude still lingers, and she wonders if it's been less sudden to people who've stayed close with him.
Shaking her head as Mel asks what else is needed, Colt flicks a bug off her sleeve that's likened her to a branch. "I'm se—" She stops dead, breath curling in sharply. Her gaze had followed the bug's arc, and where it landed is painstakingly familiar. An ordinary looking log, one they might have ventured to close beside normally, but the bug seems to have caught the allogator's eye too as it literally blinks once before resuming it's camouflage, the insect not worth the effort. "Be very careful," Colt exhales, unsure of Mel's experience with the beasts, but fresh off a difficult fight with one, Colt has a newfound and healthy respect for them. "That log is an allogator." She points with a hand, gaze still focused on the beast a bit too close for comfort.
"I'm trying to build a new Frey and Rae shrine in Hak Etme," she offers up as they busy themselves with their offerings. "Next to the one for Ludo and Mort. Then, one for Safrin and Vi too." Proof that it is not just selfishly motivated, perhaps, even if that's certainly the root of it. "Maybe I should consider Dygra as well..." she ponders aloud, not thinking of the chaotic god until just now, but figuring she'd have plenty of distraught ancients in need of a blessing as well. She adds it to her mental checklist, and one could almost accuse her of trying to keep so busy she'd spare no time for stray thoughts and all the feelings they inevitably bring up.
"That's why I'm here," she says with a nod as she stands up and gives Mel better space and privacy for her offerings and prayers. "Visiting all the Frey and Rae shrines around Caido." Which, to her understanding, also means all the generalized old god shrines. Turns out there's quite a lot of them collectively. "Ended up talking to Sunjata when I went to the one in King's End." The admission isn't hard to make, but she sets it down like it has weight just the same, because it'd been no small or easy task. "Have you talked to him lately?" The surprise of his attitude still lingers, and she wonders if it's been less sudden to people who've stayed close with him.
Shaking her head as Mel asks what else is needed, Colt flicks a bug off her sleeve that's likened her to a branch. "I'm se—" She stops dead, breath curling in sharply. Her gaze had followed the bug's arc, and where it landed is painstakingly familiar. An ordinary looking log, one they might have ventured to close beside normally, but the bug seems to have caught the allogator's eye too as it literally blinks once before resuming it's camouflage, the insect not worth the effort. "Be very careful," Colt exhales, unsure of Mel's experience with the beasts, but fresh off a difficult fight with one, Colt has a newfound and healthy respect for them. "That log is an allogator." She points with a hand, gaze still focused on the beast a bit too close for comfort.
Colt
Received a Gilded Market wig from Remi that resembles her usual hair and is enchanted to stay on better than most wigs | has a reverse centaur tattoo on her left hand with the legs going down her pointer and middle fingers that looks like this.
