Description "Alex Common" Alex thoughts "Myrian" "Fratava" "Others"
“Some people just don’t get the chance to rest.” His words flowed out lightly skirting across the meagre distance between them. “Though those that do find the time to get that rest often fall from what they claim to be.” He ended the comment with a small squeeze of his left hand. Her knowledge of a few of them didn’t surprise him as it would most after all many knew the gods and goddesses they worshiped. However he didn’t think her fully to be one for Syna.
“Well with the lovely tan you’ve got I’d assume you to have something to do with her. At the very least.” His mind thinking over a few things and glossing over others. Lady Dira. A new term. “I’ve never been to Black rock to be honest. I’ve heard about it though not much. And as for Myri I know her reputation, and that of her peoples, it’s a bit. Spotty, to say the least.”Though his eyes didn’t miss her motions showing where the marks were.
However her selection of which of the sigils she’d chosen wasn’t unexpected though it was odd. “Lhex. The god of fate. One of the few deities that I know pays little to no attention to us. And only those who truly shine and stand out will ever garner a glance from him.” As he spoke though he realized as much as he enjoyed talking too her the sun outside was starting to crest over the horizon slowly. Though internally he could tell it was only about the nineteenth bell. Perhaps the time in this area was also distorted?
“Though that’s not all of them. There’s the counter part of death which is Life. Kihala. There’s Gnora the lady of balance and logic. Alongside the mark of Caiyha also known as the mother of nature. I don’t know fully well what all of them stand for but I know what they represent.” He spoke with a calm word to him and a slow dawning realization that perhaps he was starting to overstay his welcome.
His hands slipped from her form as he started to rise back up sitting with her straddling his lap once again. “Eventually I’m going to have to leave you. As much as I’m enjoying the time spent.” His words were honest and even natured almost reticent to be spoken. But still they were a necessity. He’d found himself enthralled in a situation he didn’t expect to find himself in and garnered a new ally, potentially a friend and maybe something more besides. Still he had his duties he had to follow.
“Some people just don’t get the chance to rest.” His words flowed out lightly skirting across the meagre distance between them. “Though those that do find the time to get that rest often fall from what they claim to be.” He ended the comment with a small squeeze of his left hand. Her knowledge of a few of them didn’t surprise him as it would most after all many knew the gods and goddesses they worshiped. However he didn’t think her fully to be one for Syna.
“Well with the lovely tan you’ve got I’d assume you to have something to do with her. At the very least.” His mind thinking over a few things and glossing over others. Lady Dira. A new term. “I’ve never been to Black rock to be honest. I’ve heard about it though not much. And as for Myri I know her reputation, and that of her peoples, it’s a bit. Spotty, to say the least.”Though his eyes didn’t miss her motions showing where the marks were.
However her selection of which of the sigils she’d chosen wasn’t unexpected though it was odd. “Lhex. The god of fate. One of the few deities that I know pays little to no attention to us. And only those who truly shine and stand out will ever garner a glance from him.” As he spoke though he realized as much as he enjoyed talking too her the sun outside was starting to crest over the horizon slowly. Though internally he could tell it was only about the nineteenth bell. Perhaps the time in this area was also distorted?
“Though that’s not all of them. There’s the counter part of death which is Life. Kihala. There’s Gnora the lady of balance and logic. Alongside the mark of Caiyha also known as the mother of nature. I don’t know fully well what all of them stand for but I know what they represent.” He spoke with a calm word to him and a slow dawning realization that perhaps he was starting to overstay his welcome.
His hands slipped from her form as he started to rise back up sitting with her straddling his lap once again. “Eventually I’m going to have to leave you. As much as I’m enjoying the time spent.” His words were honest and even natured almost reticent to be spoken. But still they were a necessity. He’d found himself enthralled in a situation he didn’t expect to find himself in and garnered a new ally, potentially a friend and maybe something more besides. Still he had his duties he had to follow.