LOREN
Actually, Loren didn’t know who would win in a fight between himself and Zariah. She’d been stronger than him, and had possessed more destructive magics than him, but since his return his abilities had returned in leaps and bounds. ”I don’t know. I never faced her directly, not going all out, just in training.” Although the Launceleyns went all out during training so that wasn't the best example. ”Her magic was much more directly applicable to combat, though.” At least, it had been in Northhaven, and he didn’t imagine that had changed. ”I might be stronger overall.”It was weird to think of, since in theory that made him head of the family. Assuming he could best her. She wasn’t here. But he’d have an opportunity to test it sooner than he would’ve liked, if Rexanna’s warning was anything to go off of. Knowing his luck, and assuming he survived that long, he'd find out sooner rather than later.
As Abasi asked about whether talking to Frey always entailed sexual relations, the summoner chuckled. Then he gave the other man a reassuring grin before flopping back on the ground. Loren didn’t want to loom. Plus, he hadn’t missed how Abasi had looked away. ”I don’t know if they’ll answer during LongNight, not for two Abandoned. But no, sex is not always a requirement. With yourself or with others. I’ve heard of people who have normal conversations with them.” Granted, said people were Accepted, but probably best not to bring that up. ”There are other gods, though, if you’d prefer not to risk it.” The Launceleyn was just far less familiar with the other deities.
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