DELPHIA
Her brows knit together - not in anger but in concern. Dead approximately a month, with no adverse side effects. Some sort of discomfort should have begun to build, some anxiousness or worry...and yet she claimed no such thing. Eyes cast down as she stared into her untouched water, as if it would illuminate the answers for her. Tishy's shadows pulsed and flared, reacting to the flux of emotions coming through their bond. "It is possible she had created a device that gives some semblance of peace, though I could not say without speaking to her directly." she repeated, willing to admit she might not know the whole situation. She could only speak to her own knowledge after all, and anything related to the ascended was indeed outside her wheelhouse.
"Exactly what I said." she said with a slight shrug. "Some arrangement was made I presume, but in some manner Ludo acquired souls from the Voice and brought them to Mort. Why would she give away the souls of her beloved children if she had the means to sustain them ever more, is my question. I do not expect an answer, but one I would wish you to also consider." she said gently.
Though as the compromise was brought up once more, a ball of doubt was growing in her stomach. Delphia felt she had conceded much - that perhaps the Voice had done things well for the Ascended souls, that they had been mistreated, that the Old Gods had indeed been too cruel in some things - but Wessex seemed unwilling to yield anything. "Indeed I did. I wish to come to facilitate a compromise between our gods to keep further bloodshed at bay, and bring a stronger peace and balance to Caido once more - a true end to the suffering endured by those within the barrier." she said, her gaze rising to meet Wessex's once more, head tilting slightly. "But that would require the Voice and her children to concede to missteps, as I have conceded to in this conversation, as Mort has conceded in asking me to seek answers to his questions of the actions of the Old Gods. It cannot be a one-sided burden of blame."
"Exactly what I said." she said with a slight shrug. "Some arrangement was made I presume, but in some manner Ludo acquired souls from the Voice and brought them to Mort. Why would she give away the souls of her beloved children if she had the means to sustain them ever more, is my question. I do not expect an answer, but one I would wish you to also consider." she said gently.
Though as the compromise was brought up once more, a ball of doubt was growing in her stomach. Delphia felt she had conceded much - that perhaps the Voice had done things well for the Ascended souls, that they had been mistreated, that the Old Gods had indeed been too cruel in some things - but Wessex seemed unwilling to yield anything. "Indeed I did. I wish to come to facilitate a compromise between our gods to keep further bloodshed at bay, and bring a stronger peace and balance to Caido once more - a true end to the suffering endured by those within the barrier." she said, her gaze rising to meet Wessex's once more, head tilting slightly. "But that would require the Voice and her children to concede to missteps, as I have conceded to in this conversation, as Mort has conceded in asking me to seek answers to his questions of the actions of the Old Gods. It cannot be a one-sided burden of blame."
Death has nothing to do with going away
the sun sets and the moon sets
but they're not gone
