Aurelia
Maybe it's not the end of the world
Maybe we'll find some kind of silver line
Maybe we'll find some kind of silver line
Aurelia's interest piques at the mention of Rae, one of the Three. She turns back onto her stomach to better look at Ray, grass crumpling as the big cat settles in beside her. I imagine not many people get the chance to talk personally to one of those Gods, she says, though now that it's brought to her attention she does have to wonder what that might be like. To speak to Rae, or even hear their voice. Or Mort or Vi.
Safrin is the only herald or god I've met, she admits, kneading the grass with her claws, but even though she Attuned me, and I follow her, I don't imagine she'll come to me at every request. She hopes this will be comforting, understanding how Ray might've been disappointed not to have been seen by the Herald of Life. It's not as though her own first impression on the goddess was very good, anyway. It could have very easily gone horribly wrong, though she doesn't think saying that will help anything.
Do you want to follow Safrin instead? Is that.. why you wanted to see her? If you don't mind my asking.
Safrin is the only herald or god I've met, she admits, kneading the grass with her claws, but even though she Attuned me, and I follow her, I don't imagine she'll come to me at every request. She hopes this will be comforting, understanding how Ray might've been disappointed not to have been seen by the Herald of Life. It's not as though her own first impression on the goddess was very good, anyway. It could have very easily gone horribly wrong, though she doesn't think saying that will help anything.
Do you want to follow Safrin instead? Is that.. why you wanted to see her? If you don't mind my asking.
And somewhere down it
we're bound to doubt it
we're bound to doubt it
