the nature of things

Vervain knew stories about gods, about demons and angels and genies and all manner of other creatures. But since arriving here in Caido she had seen things. Heard things and experienced things far beyond those that came out of a book. More than that - Remi had been cursed, Ronin blessed and sent to the stars for his devotion. There was so much more to it here than there ever had been in Northaven. And yet. Abandoned was the word they gave to those gifted with magic. Vai had come to understand that this meant she was not looked upon favourably by the gods of this place. And that was fine with her, honestly - she had no qualms with them beyond the pain they caused those she loved, and she wished for nothing more than to get on her way without treading on toes. Still, though, she thought sometimes everyone needed a little spiritual calm. So, approaching the shrine in the glade and kneeling awkwardly down (being heavily pregnant made most things difficult), she set out an offering of fruit and flowers and other bounties she had found in the woodlands. Along with it, she lit a ruby red candle, inhaling deeply and enjoying the solitude. vervain where the wild things are