ROANA
Who is that girl I see
Staring straight back at me?
Roana smiled upon seeing the young god descend to the shrine, its smile shockingly radiant compared to their last meeting. ”I have three sons who love to make you presents, so I have a lot of help.” she said with a light laugh. Help was sort of figurative though – toddlers crafting was more work than doing it all on her own. ”Jax and Rhett said once you open that you can send it back and they will refill it and reset the puzzle for you.” she said of the box as Ludo shook it to hear the truffles bouncing within. ”And Cormac is struggling to understand the difference between you and a piece of lore about a Grim Reaper from our homeland, so he made you a scythe to help you catch souls.” she said with a grin, shaking her head a bit.Staring straight back at me?
The former captain tipped her head slightly, listening to Ludo’s counsel with seriousness though the motherly look never quite left her eyes. She hummed low and thoughtful, considering their words. ”And we shall, if it comes to that. Or I shall at least.” Death did not bother Roana like it ought anymore. She killed many in the line of her duty. But… there was a fine line between killing because one must and murderous intent. ”I am not certain it has though. I’d like to propose an alternative solution, but it would require all of the Old Gods to cooperate…and I hoped you might help me refine this idea to one that would find the balance for everyone, if you would hear me out?”
Why is my reflection someone
I don't know?
I don't know?
