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
"The Ascended do... But some of them serve the Voice foremost." Another tricky area, causing Amalia to glance away, worrying her lip in thought. "I don't... I don't think anyone should be condemned for their race. Especially if it isn't something they chose. But if they then use that to justify things like the Blight, or murdering the Fae..." Trailing off again Amalia shakes her head, feeling woefully young. Can't hold her together
Born from dark water
Daughter of the r a i n and s n o w
Looking back at Abasi, the baker tilts her head. "Was there anythigg like this where you came from?" Most are surprised by the involvement of the gods in the daily life of Caido. They flirt around it, or rebel against it. Despite the sensitive subject matter, Abasi's frank curiosity is refreshing.
Though when he suggests she might hold some answers to winning the favor of the gods the girl cannot help but laugh. Reaching for the now steeped tea, she begins to fill his cup. "Some of it depends on which god you want to meet, and why. I can't claim to be an expert, but I've spoken to all the heralds at least once. Was there one in particular you feel drawn to?"
