Delphia
Seeing death as the end of life
Is like seeing the horizon as the end of the ocean
Delphia hummed lightly, pulling her legs up to her chest, while simultaneously stuffing them under her oversized sweater. "Amalia again? She must be very well known." she said softly, noting that the baker's name had been brought up twice in a row now in regards to issues she faced. Perhaps it was a quiet sign, that she ought seek out the woman first above all else. If she had questions, they remained in her head, rather than saying them outloud.Is like seeing the horizon as the end of the ocean
Her chin rested on her knees as he recounted his failings with the Fae. His story wasn't terribly unusual. It took great tact to befriend the guardians of the wood, Delah most of all, and very few managed to do so on the first try. She had the benefit of sharing her birthplace with the Fae, as well as the credit of her father's name to give her more leeway than others, but even she was careful not to offend. After Loren fell silent, she remained so for a time herself, mulling over what he said, staring off into the distant void. "You ought to stop trying to fix problems you did not cause. That rarely leads to good places." she said softly, gaze turning back to him. "Whether Delah will grant leeway to the people of the Grounds will depend on who, if any, replace Wessex. If another Ascended follows her, you're more likely to befriend a demon of LongNight than gain her favor. However..." she said, trailing off both in words and volume of her voice.
"This happened once before. The Greatwood was closed to those of the Grounds save for those with permission, until one of the people here called upon Arduinna to save the life of a blighted Undine. I am not certain if the Fae knows who that person was, but they might be more apt to work with that person. Calling upon the power of the divine to save such a creature would cast one in a more favorable light than usual." she said with a slight shrug.
