Delphia
Seeing death as the end of life
Is like seeing the horizon as the end of the ocean
”Sometimes spirits of the dead, if you have any who would be interested enough in you to hang about. But usually spirits that exist somewhere between the realm of the dead and divine. Some people call them elementals. Some people call them sprites. They never lived in a physical sense and they can be found throughout Caido. Most are without form but they all play little roles in balancing the world in some way.” she said with a slight shrug.Is like seeing the horizon as the end of the ocean
She shrugged at his question about cat sith. ”I’ve never seen one actively doing so. Nor is it particularly pertinent to know. We could not replicate their methods nor would we necessarily want to.” she said simply. ”Lots. I haven’t really ventured outside the Greatwood though. Mort wanted me to stay focused on the Greatwood given its sentience.” she explained. Again. Not pertinent. Caido was big. That was all. ”Whether the Voice could or couldn’t have accessed other places…I am not sure. She is a mystery to the gods. What she does or can do isn’t predictable to them. It is part of what makes her dangerous.” she said.
And again, he continued down an unimportant path of questioning. At least in her mind. ”I could identify ones created by my father or Ludo, but nothing of the Voice’s. Not right away anyways. The methods she employs to do what she does is foreign to me.” she said.
