Amalia
'Cause she's just like the weather
Can't hold her together
Born from dark water
Daughter of the r a i n and s n o w
She falters a little as he mentions Jigano, but the brief clouding of her expression is quickly supplanted by a warm blush. "Ah... I suppose that's accurate," she replies with a shrug, reaching up to push a lock of hair from her face and leaving flour in its wake. Beloved feels like too weighty a word to apply to herself. She simply does her best. "I try to live in service of the gods- the old gods, that is."Can't hold her together
Born from dark water
Daughter of the r a i n and s n o w
Brightening considerably as the stranger expresses an interest in learning more about the deities, the baker pauses before answering, her eyes sweeping quickly over him in an innocently appraising glance. He's dressed better than many here, the mark of an Outlander to be sure. To have one so eager to learn about their customs? It's refreshing. "I grew up here- my grandmother has taken me to pray since I was young. I would be happy to help you as best as I can. What... what do you already know?"
