He followed the direction of her finger, emerald eyes narrowing in concentration against the dark. The statue might not have been clear, but the landmarks around it were discernible enough for the merman to nod and return his gaze to Maea once more. "I have never been to it," he admitted. There was still a great deal of both ports he had yet to explore. "Is it common, on shore, to have shrines to individual gods?" Inefficient, in some ways. Though if it increased the chances of being answered, perhaps it was not so strange.
He paused and then examined the pale woman more closely. There was a sadness in her expression he didn't understand. "Are you a follower of Mort or Ludo?" he asked, low voice quieter as he swam into unknown currents.
He paused and then examined the pale woman more closely. There was a sadness in her expression he didn't understand. "Are you a follower of Mort or Ludo?" he asked, low voice quieter as he swam into unknown currents.
