09-18-2017, 11:16 PM
Leaning against a tree Serene watches for awhile before speaking to Sevatar. "Sybil was once like the other therians I was told. The mystics and shamans of my adopted tribe spoke of her taming the wild beast of raw passion and teaching those of us who were...similarly touched. There were rites and rituals that we passed through growing up that would show us the way to control ourselves in her light. Our tribal traditions aren't very dated, only a few hundred years we knew about her and followed her, but time for us was different than your time flow. I...."
She pauses for a moment. "..used to follow her. Back when All of us who were touched did. But I find my feet on harder paths now, and her hunt is not mine."
Turning to Lamalas, "I am interested in these gods of the Einher. It was the old ones who became drunk with power and got themselves killed, do you think that these new ones are just as flawed Lamalas? I speak not to cause offense but to understand. I find it strange for an Olgat' Thalan to follow the gods of a race I've only ever seen war with."
She pauses for a moment. "..used to follow her. Back when All of us who were touched did. But I find my feet on harder paths now, and her hunt is not mine."
Turning to Lamalas, "I am interested in these gods of the Einher. It was the old ones who became drunk with power and got themselves killed, do you think that these new ones are just as flawed Lamalas? I speak not to cause offense but to understand. I find it strange for an Olgat' Thalan to follow the gods of a race I've only ever seen war with."