DEIMOS
His eyes took in the sea, all the differences in hues blending beneath the waves, studying, contemplating, committing moments and figments to memories. His voice remained on its low rumble, contorting through the Attuned bond as he matched pace with the mermaid, enjoying the roll of muscles working in conjunction; sometimes at home in the sea too. It depends. Some gods prefer loyalty and dedication, others do not seem bothered. Perhaps it came down to predilections and proclivities, the sense and semblance of faith. Much like people, characters, the deities were individuals too.
He tilted his head a fraction at her other inquiry. With the war looming, some lands seem to be chosen by different deities, but I do not believe all those living within have to follow that one. Not yet anyway – and he wrinkled his nose for a moment in the potential confusion, before striving for another explanation. Torchline, for instance, is Safrin’s. Another pulse of movement and motion, arms extending, legs kicking, before floating on the propulsion. The Hollowed Grounds is mostly Ascended, but not all Ascended live there. Did that make sense?
He tilted his head a fraction at her other inquiry. With the war looming, some lands seem to be chosen by different deities, but I do not believe all those living within have to follow that one. Not yet anyway – and he wrinkled his nose for a moment in the potential confusion, before striving for another explanation. Torchline, for instance, is Safrin’s. Another pulse of movement and motion, arms extending, legs kicking, before floating on the propulsion. The Hollowed Grounds is mostly Ascended, but not all Ascended live there. Did that make sense?
who we were before bones, before dirt, before even light
we have always been deep, restless souls
we have always been deep, restless souls
