Lord cast your light upon us
05-29-2018, 10:55 PM
(This post was last modified: 05-29-2018, 10:58 PM by Ardora.)
Whatever she was expecting, it was not that. Shock colored her expression at the boy's - man's - words, and her eyes widened momentarily in her surprise before her expression shuttered close. "The Fallen God," she said flatly, staring at him hard. "You are one of hers?" Offspring of Svelmina; goddess of ice, and darkness. A goddess who desired power too much, and took too much power, and tried to be the ruler of the Pantheon, instead of ruling side by side with her brother like she had spent centuries doing.
The Fallen God. It wasn't possible for them to be back, was it? But who else could it be? What other fallen god? There were no other fallen gods, not really. There were a few gods that Ardora knew of that had sided with Svelmina - wanting to get on her good side - but as far as Ardora knew, they had backed off at the end. No; this male could only mean one thing.
But why? This meeting was no chance. She had been urged, at the very least, by Uldormun. Sent here by him. And he, sent by Svelmina. "What do our gods want?" she breathed, unaware that she had spoken out loud. What did they want from them? Clearly something... but... what? Ardora eyed the other, wary and uncertain, but also relunctant to step away - she knew Uldormun had sent her here for a reason, and she would not abandon his guidance.
The Fallen God. It wasn't possible for them to be back, was it? But who else could it be? What other fallen god? There were no other fallen gods, not really. There were a few gods that Ardora knew of that had sided with Svelmina - wanting to get on her good side - but as far as Ardora knew, they had backed off at the end. No; this male could only mean one thing.
But why? This meeting was no chance. She had been urged, at the very least, by Uldormun. Sent here by him. And he, sent by Svelmina. "What do our gods want?" she breathed, unaware that she had spoken out loud. What did they want from them? Clearly something... but... what? Ardora eyed the other, wary and uncertain, but also relunctant to step away - she knew Uldormun had sent her here for a reason, and she would not abandon his guidance.