ANDEN
CHASING THE SUN
She pitied him, Anden thought. It was clear from her expression. Arialla felt bad for Ascended, but it was more than just that. She knew how he felt. Anden could feel her pain. They both had atleast that in common. Neither willing to forgive the Voice for what she did to them. Neither willing to forget that the only reason they're separated from their own world was because of the Goddess getting bored. Ludo. Another god he hadn't heard of before. Anden wondered what he might be the god of. Arialla was right - Anden wasn't ready to join any fight, he wasn't even ready to leave the Grounds yet. "I hadn't heard of thet one either," Anden looked at Arailla, "Who are all of these gods?"
Anden was half-minded to ask Arialla how long she'd been trapped in Caido for, but he felt that might be rude. If she, and all of the others still hadn't found a way to return home, well what hope did Anden have. He gazed over Arialla once more, for what it was worth though, she seemed to have a good life here.
Everyone offered the same advice in the end. First Oliver, and now Arialla. No one was able to offer anything past getting used to Caido, and living your best life here. Anden couldn't blame them though. They all accepted their fate here, and he knew deep down he would have to at some point too.
"What do you do?" Anden asked. "You seem to know a lot about the deities here. Are you a woman of faith?" The outlander looked around the temple. There were many people here, clearly the gods meant something to the people of Caido. He wondered if he spent enough time in Caido, that one day they would mean something to him too.
