The Brightest Stars

Caiside couldn't help but cock his head, the smile slipping off his face somewhat at Bastiens admittance that he didn't know what his goddess' realm was. It seemed more than strange to him, especially since the man had claimed to be her head priest. Perhaps, he tried to reason, gods were simply more elusive in this realm. It wasn't an entirely unreasonable thought, though it was one that seemed alien to Caiside. "My realm was wildfires. I must admit, I was not... an incredibly well renowned god, but I was beloved by followers. There was a train of celebration that followed where I roamed, and bonfires, and feasts." Caiside moved to sit down while he spoke, crossing his legs delicately and resting his hands on his knees. It felt good to be recognized, even if all he had to offer as proof were his words. A gentle laugh escaped him when the other man produced a bottle, delight in Caiside's eyes. "Treats like that were part of my worship. If this is how your worship your Safrin, perhaps we have more in common than I first thought." Another amused laugh came from Caiside as his eyes settled back on Bastien, paying full attention. [say}"You know, with the wine and candles, this is quite the romantic layout. IF you hadn't proclaimed this place a church, I would think you were trying to seduce me instead of converting me." Caiside wasn't sure that Bastien's intentions weren't seduction, if he was being honest. He knew who he was, and how he looked, and it most certainly wouldn't have been the first time. Caiside heir of fire and ash