Naavi
Nephele's question made the woman's face scrunch. She didn't answer, vocally, the look on her face was enough to say her answer. Nephele is also right; she was needed here, not there. And Naavi hummed quietly, nodding slowly. "Just make it home, okay? I'm not quite ready to see you die, just yet." She stated, her laughter gone, her features somber.
When Nephele explained the task, she nodded slowly. "I see. So... a one-person war on the Ascended? That's a bit..." She raised her hands as if to indicate how big of a request that was for one person. "But... if anyone could do it, it's you. And Ludo wouldn't have tasked you with it if it thought you couldn't do what was asked." She decided.
She doesn't go on to voice her wonders, of if the Ascended are really the bad ones--or if it is their fake god that they insist on following. The one Ascended she had met had done nothing but dissuade her from her opinion; the girl had seemed proud to be Ascended and... that went against her belief that perhaps these people were misled, and trapped under the thumb of a false god.
When Nephele explained the task, she nodded slowly. "I see. So... a one-person war on the Ascended? That's a bit..." She raised her hands as if to indicate how big of a request that was for one person. "But... if anyone could do it, it's you. And Ludo wouldn't have tasked you with it if it thought you couldn't do what was asked." She decided.
She doesn't go on to voice her wonders, of if the Ascended are really the bad ones--or if it is their fake god that they insist on following. The one Ascended she had met had done nothing but dissuade her from her opinion; the girl had seemed proud to be Ascended and... that went against her belief that perhaps these people were misled, and trapped under the thumb of a false god.
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