Sah
Darkeye's genuine curiosity pulled a small smile from Sah. "My species was similar to wolves. Just larger, with wings, and with elemental affinities. Some of the more common ones were fire, water, earth, and air." His own lightning wasn't as common, but it wasn't particularly rare either. "In terms of what class of beast? I guess we'd be classified alongside dragons and other magical beasts like that."
Sah listened curiously as Darkeye described Kor. "Chosen, huh? I always preferred Gods that connected with their followers like that." He scowled slightly, "The ones that simply sit back and demand worship always grated on my nerves." Loyalty was a gift. One that went both ways. Some Gods he'd met in the past seemed to have forgotten that.
Mada certainly did have some similarities to Mune. "Created beings and magic? That does sound familiar." The banishment part was something completely foreign. Sah would have torn any Gods apart who dared to banish his Goddess.
Darkeye's sympathies came across as genuine and not simply words. As such, Sah simply nodded in agreement. "You don't." As Darkeye shared his own grief, the Abandoned softened. "I'm sorry. I know the feeling. I went two years thinking I'd lost everyone." Then his pups had portaled in much to his shock. But grief isn't something that can simply turned off. And he still grieved all of his other loved ones.
Sah listened curiously as Darkeye described Kor. "Chosen, huh? I always preferred Gods that connected with their followers like that." He scowled slightly, "The ones that simply sit back and demand worship always grated on my nerves." Loyalty was a gift. One that went both ways. Some Gods he'd met in the past seemed to have forgotten that.
Mada certainly did have some similarities to Mune. "Created beings and magic? That does sound familiar." The banishment part was something completely foreign. Sah would have torn any Gods apart who dared to banish his Goddess.
Darkeye's sympathies came across as genuine and not simply words. As such, Sah simply nodded in agreement. "You don't." As Darkeye shared his own grief, the Abandoned softened. "I'm sorry. I know the feeling. I went two years thinking I'd lost everyone." Then his pups had portaled in much to his shock. But grief isn't something that can simply turned off. And he still grieved all of his other loved ones.
I think there for I am,
But what if all I do is bleed?
But what if all I do is bleed?
