"The Old Gods? Or only their heralds?" It was a curious question; he was never sure when Remi would have run across - or afoul of - some new deity, or at least one they hadn't met before. "The heralds are certainly a fascinating mix of divine power with mortal flaws... I say, at the risk of being cursed again." He grimaced faintly, but shrugged. "Still, perfection is boring. Perhaps they have their own journeys to make, just as we do. Perhaps even as the Old Gods do, on that larger scale."
His smile quirked rueful as he reached up to run his fingers through his hair, beginning to tease the rain-tossed tangles from its length. "And I suppose what makes them better is that they had a hand in creating life on this world, including humans and Fae and... and those merfolk you mentioned. Something not even the Voice, for all her power, seems able to do. She can twist what they've made, yes, but not make wholly new life and souls herself." Something he was certainly grateful for. If she had one limit, then surely she had others. A small comfort, but he'd take what he could get.
A brief nod acknowledged Remi's avoidance of Ashetta's name, and the bard glanced out at the storm, trying to determine if it was lightening up at all. "Have you found any of that glowing algae here? The stuff you told me about from your world, that inspired the glowing chemicals we put in the geodes?"
His smile quirked rueful as he reached up to run his fingers through his hair, beginning to tease the rain-tossed tangles from its length. "And I suppose what makes them better is that they had a hand in creating life on this world, including humans and Fae and... and those merfolk you mentioned. Something not even the Voice, for all her power, seems able to do. She can twist what they've made, yes, but not make wholly new life and souls herself." Something he was certainly grateful for. If she had one limit, then surely she had others. A small comfort, but he'd take what he could get.
A brief nod acknowledged Remi's avoidance of Ashetta's name, and the bard glanced out at the storm, trying to determine if it was lightening up at all. "Have you found any of that glowing algae here? The stuff you told me about from your world, that inspired the glowing chemicals we put in the geodes?"
