DELPHiA
Her smile brightened as she gazed lovingly at Ludo, their words lifting her until she felt as though she might float on air. "That brings me great joy to hear." she said, hugging herself since she didn't know if the deity liked hugs nearly so much as Mort. "I will continue to watch over the Greatwood then." It was where she had been born and raised, so she was perfectly content with that arrangement.
Pale eyes followed Ludo's twisting path, the adoration in her gaze ever present. Her fingers twitch, the desire to stroke the soft looking rags tempting, but she knew better than to treat a god with anything less than the uptmost respect. Her head tilted slightly at Ludo's words. Mort had told her once that the Ascended souls were not with him. But to hear that they were in the Spire...the seeds Ludo planted bloomed quickly in her mind. Certainly she could enter the Spire. Though she was of the Old Gods, her mortal half was a potent ward to the things they might find difficult to overcome. "There must be many centuries of spirits held there then..." she said softly, her brow furrowing slightly. She had only ever moved one spirit to Mort at a time...but perhaps she could guide them out where Ludo could then assist? Or perhaps there was some other method she did not know to accomplish that which she could learn?
"I will investigate the Spire and find them then." It was a clear task, one that fell in line with the work they both did for Mort. But... "But why would she keep them from Mort? Why would she torture those souls like that? Does she not love her Ascended?" It wasn't usually a happy existence for those who did not transition from the world to Mort. They belonged with Mort, there was not a soul that did not yearn for that which he provided...it made no sense to her.
Pale eyes followed Ludo's twisting path, the adoration in her gaze ever present. Her fingers twitch, the desire to stroke the soft looking rags tempting, but she knew better than to treat a god with anything less than the uptmost respect. Her head tilted slightly at Ludo's words. Mort had told her once that the Ascended souls were not with him. But to hear that they were in the Spire...the seeds Ludo planted bloomed quickly in her mind. Certainly she could enter the Spire. Though she was of the Old Gods, her mortal half was a potent ward to the things they might find difficult to overcome. "There must be many centuries of spirits held there then..." she said softly, her brow furrowing slightly. She had only ever moved one spirit to Mort at a time...but perhaps she could guide them out where Ludo could then assist? Or perhaps there was some other method she did not know to accomplish that which she could learn?
"I will investigate the Spire and find them then." It was a clear task, one that fell in line with the work they both did for Mort. But... "But why would she keep them from Mort? Why would she torture those souls like that? Does she not love her Ascended?" It wasn't usually a happy existence for those who did not transition from the world to Mort. They belonged with Mort, there was not a soul that did not yearn for that which he provided...it made no sense to her.
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