It was a bad idea calling you up

Eyrún could easily talk about her gods and goddesses, Æsir and the Vanir, for as long as she wanted. Her faith was not the quiet, private type; she would loudly declare her beliefs for any who cared to listen. Whatever they wished to know, she would gladly teach them; spreading what she believed was important, even if she knew few would be so easily converted, much to her displeasure. "Some gods and goddesses take far more kindly to action than to sitting and praying quietly. Most like being called upon and praised, but for my gods.. sitting around and praying quietly isn't really their style," Eyrún explained, grinning toothily.

"I suppose you could say there's a god for everything. They're responsible for everything you see, after all." Would she question her? Eyrún knew that everyone had the freedom to believe what they wanted, even if their opinions were wrong, and she understood that; but she was easily agitated when they disrespected her own beliefs by denying them as if they were stating truth. She waited for a beat before continuing on. "And remembering them is as easy as anything else. My childhood was spent learning about them. Only when you properly understand how they came about and shaped our world can you understand how best to honor them. It's not something I learned overnight," Eyrún admitted with a low laugh.