DELPHiA
Delphia glanced down at the incense burner briefly, but shook her head, the corners of her eyes crinkling slightly as a ghost of a smile crossed her lips. "No, this is but an incense burner, to help cleanse the air of the residual dead for a time." she said, amused at the thought that Mort would somehow be carried in her little device. He was rather slim but quite tall, and though he could probably find a way to make it work, she doubted he would be very comfortable. Internally she made a note to tell him about this notion - he would be quite amused she thought at the creativity of the minds of humanity.
"But Mort is with me always, for I am his daughter." she said, head tilting slightly to the side. "In the absence of Ludo, he created me to help move on wayward spirits and souls. Would you deny Mort's blessing of eternal love and comfort in his realm from your people?" she asked, curious. Did this Queen really think the quarrels of mortals superseded the authority and will of the gods?
"But Mort is with me always, for I am his daughter." she said, head tilting slightly to the side. "In the absence of Ludo, he created me to help move on wayward spirits and souls. Would you deny Mort's blessing of eternal love and comfort in his realm from your people?" she asked, curious. Did this Queen really think the quarrels of mortals superseded the authority and will of the gods?
Spoiler Alert: Everybody Dies
