((Skipping Kalynd with Lion's permission; we can continue the thread without him))
Jigano nodded a farewell to Kalynd as the man took his leave, before giving Arialla his full attention.
"Safrin holds the stars and night sky in her care, as well as watching over life with her creator Vi. Those are her primary domains, though she seems to be a patron of beauty as well. Particularly her own, or artistic praise dedicated to herself," the bard added wryly. "For those she favors she's quite forthcoming with answers and information, though." Certainly Amalia had always had better luck asking questions and getting answers of the Lady than Jigano ever had.
The orb in his hand glowed soft and steady, and he breathed a quiet sigh of relief as he tucked it away again, his smile becoming warmer and more relaxed at the questions about his own deities. "Mort may be the god of death and the afterlife here, but he's a kind, loving being, one who welcomes souls to rest and haven after they've lived out their span upon Caido," he explained. "He's patient and in no hurry to bring any soul to his realm sooner than it must be - why would he be? We all end up with him eventually, and he has all the time in the world to wait for us. He and Vi are a pairing that work well together, and, ah, very, very closely. Vi creates souls and life, Rae helps that life grow and change, and Mort gathers the souls when their bodies die to shelter them in an afterlife where they can be with their loved ones who passed on before."
The bard's smile turned a little crooked as he looked out over the ocean-blue, as if seeking the shadowy flick of rags hiding in the waves. "Ludo, now... Ludo is a mischievous herald-god. It guides the souls of the dead to Mort's realm and holds the domain of memory and remembrance. But it likes to play tricks on the living. Usually they're benign, but sometimes... sometimes they can be a little scary. Ludo wears a white mask over fluttering black rags, and enjoys being, well... spooky," he finished with a fond chuckle. "It likes offerings that are related to memories, especially childhood toys and games, or approximations of them for Outlanders who couldn't bring much with us."
Jigano nodded a farewell to Kalynd as the man took his leave, before giving Arialla his full attention.
"Safrin holds the stars and night sky in her care, as well as watching over life with her creator Vi. Those are her primary domains, though she seems to be a patron of beauty as well. Particularly her own, or artistic praise dedicated to herself," the bard added wryly. "For those she favors she's quite forthcoming with answers and information, though." Certainly Amalia had always had better luck asking questions and getting answers of the Lady than Jigano ever had.
The orb in his hand glowed soft and steady, and he breathed a quiet sigh of relief as he tucked it away again, his smile becoming warmer and more relaxed at the questions about his own deities. "Mort may be the god of death and the afterlife here, but he's a kind, loving being, one who welcomes souls to rest and haven after they've lived out their span upon Caido," he explained. "He's patient and in no hurry to bring any soul to his realm sooner than it must be - why would he be? We all end up with him eventually, and he has all the time in the world to wait for us. He and Vi are a pairing that work well together, and, ah, very, very closely. Vi creates souls and life, Rae helps that life grow and change, and Mort gathers the souls when their bodies die to shelter them in an afterlife where they can be with their loved ones who passed on before."
The bard's smile turned a little crooked as he looked out over the ocean-blue, as if seeking the shadowy flick of rags hiding in the waves. "Ludo, now... Ludo is a mischievous herald-god. It guides the souls of the dead to Mort's realm and holds the domain of memory and remembrance. But it likes to play tricks on the living. Usually they're benign, but sometimes... sometimes they can be a little scary. Ludo wears a white mask over fluttering black rags, and enjoys being, well... spooky," he finished with a fond chuckle. "It likes offerings that are related to memories, especially childhood toys and games, or approximations of them for Outlanders who couldn't bring much with us."
