Kalynd remained quiet as Provost Jigano spoke. He kept his arms tucked behind his back, his expression interested. Even after two years in this land, Kalynd still found the existence of the gods fascinating. Though his own people had worshipped deities of their own, those deities had never appeared or reached out to bless their people. Some of the inhabitants of Kalynd’s homeland claimed to possess such a connection to their gods, but Kalynd hadn’t witnessed such blessings himself before he’d come to Caido.
It must have been different for Arialla, Kalynd thought. She clearly was accustomed to her gods listening to her pleas and guiding her through her life.
When she spoke of him, Kalynd gave a slight nod and looked to Provost Jigano. “Perhaps Vi would be a good choice, then?” He respected the place of all the Old Gods, knowing that without one, the balance of life on the whole would be skewed. He supposed though that not everyone might think that way. Everyone had their own beliefs to contend with, he supposed.
It must have been different for Arialla, Kalynd thought. She clearly was accustomed to her gods listening to her pleas and guiding her through her life.
When she spoke of him, Kalynd gave a slight nod and looked to Provost Jigano. “Perhaps Vi would be a good choice, then?” He respected the place of all the Old Gods, knowing that without one, the balance of life on the whole would be skewed. He supposed though that not everyone might think that way. Everyone had their own beliefs to contend with, he supposed.
