Phoebe
I've been very hopeful so far
Now for the first time I think we're going wrong
Hurry up and tell me this is all a dream
Or could we start again, please?
Now for the first time I think we're going wrong
Hurry up and tell me this is all a dream
Or could we start again, please?
"I don't doubt they would like those things but...sometimes Frey is disinterested in anything additional like that. They might find it pointless or unnecessary - 'Why make all that fuss when any old patch of grass will do if I'm around; really you humans do make mountains out of molehills, honeybunch.'" She said, doing her very best to mimic Frey's tone of voice and speech pattern; which she knew by heart by now. Though to hear it in her, distinctly feminine tone made her giggle, and she shook her head. "I will ask though. It certainly wouldn't be the first time that they surprised me. Beside's Safrin has her own shrine. Ludo has a whole wood. Why can't Frey have something dedicated to just them?" she said thoughtfully, tapping her chin.
But she was soon distracted by his other questions, and she made a small 'oh' shape with her mouth as he revealed more of what he did and didn't know. "Well, there is sort of a hierarchy. Vi, Rae, and Mort are at the top, and Safrin, Frey, and Ludo are just below them." she said. "So the latter three, the heralds, help the former three with their work in some capacity, and they also seem to act rather as the gatekeepers of the higher gods. For example, I believe that Amalia, the baker, usually prays to Vi specifically, but Safrin is the one that has regularly revealed herself to her." she said. "Rae is the god of nature, or everything in between life and death."
When he revealed that Frey had stolen his clothes, she couldn't help but giggle a bit. "Oh I see, a very pleasant visit then, I take it?" she said with a smirk, though a blush took her own cheeks despite the joke not involving her. "Others have not been so lucky upon first meeting Frey. They can be a very...jarring deity to visit if you do not know what to expect. But I am glad to hear such was not the case for you."
"What motivates Frey?" she asked, just to clarify since they had discussed numerous gods. Phoebe considered the question for a moment, looking into the fireplace. "Frey is the god of passion and sex and fertility. People usually get hung up on the sex bit, since that is their rather overpowering attribute. Their favorite thing to do is to create life - and beautiful aspects of life in particular. They like to see things grow and develop and live fully - to feel deeply, to enjoy, and create, and blossom into the beauty of all they can be - and for those things to pass on that development to the next generation." she said smiling a bit as she looked back at Loren. "They like when we acknowledge our strongest emotions and either act on them or grow from them. Wallowing irritates them - but they aren't without compassion for moments of sadness and grief." she said softly, for a moment thinking back to when the god appeared to her, unasked for, and comforted her in her darkest of moments. "With these things, their patience is endless. Anything outside of that..." she shrugged a bit. "They can be offended. They don't like their time being wasted."
