Gideon
the priest
Give your heart and soul to charity
'Cause the rest of you
'Cause the rest of you
Gideon nodded, going to sit; the chair was a little small, clearly made for Fae and not 6 foot tall human men, but he did not complain (just made a private, silent prayer in his head that it would not break). Her offer for a treat from the cafe made him pause and look over to the counter, then he nodded. "Well, I won't turn that down, but I don't know a lot about what Fae eat. Surprise me?"
The point of his travels was meant to be to learn about the cultures around Caido and consider how he could help them best serve the Gods, after all. It was practically his job to eat something from the cafe.
While Juniper went to get what she selected for him, he drew out the bag containing what he had brought and laid it on the table, sure she would know what it was when she saw it. As she came close again he pushed it closer to her side of the table, allowing her to inspect it further if she wanted to: within she would find a vial of blood (drawn from his elbow and enough to fill a vial the size of his little finger) and a tuft of hair cut from the nape of his neck, where it could be quickly fixed to look untouched, tied with a cord.
The point of his travels was meant to be to learn about the cultures around Caido and consider how he could help them best serve the Gods, after all. It was practically his job to eat something from the cafe.
While Juniper went to get what she selected for him, he drew out the bag containing what he had brought and laid it on the table, sure she would know what it was when she saw it. As she came close again he pushed it closer to her side of the table, allowing her to inspect it further if she wanted to: within she would find a vial of blood (drawn from his elbow and enough to fill a vial the size of his little finger) and a tuft of hair cut from the nape of his neck, where it could be quickly fixed to look untouched, tied with a cord.
The best of you, Honey, belongs to me
