The Brightest Stars

Caiside sipping his wine whenever he wanted to giggle at the other mans drama. There was enough heart to the production that it felt inappropriate. Bastien truly believed in something, if not the goddess and what she represented, then at least the cause he had made in her name. There was a lot to respect about that, and Caiside felt himself warming up to the idea behind all of this. ”You do make it sound tempting. Enough so that it’s almost unbelievable.” Swirling the wine in the glass, Caiside carefully considered his words. ”All that you’ve done in the name of your devotion is rather impressive. Especially for a man who hasn’t been close to gods.” The words were punctuated with a smile, to try and lend them some sincerity. “Surely it cant be as simple as you make it sound though. There must be some... actual work involved, other than making her name known. Renown is earned, not forced.” His hand went still and his gaze travelled up to meet Bastiens, wondering how he would take it. It wasn’t that he was trying to pick holes in what the self made holy man was doing, it was just such an alien way to go about it all to Caiside. Gods told you what they wanted, in whatever doublespeak they chose to use, and that was it. There different interpretations, there always were, but it was never so easy as the simplest idea. There had to be something he was still missing, some core tenet about this church other than simply pleasure, and beauty. Caiside heir of fire and ash