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A herald? Here?
I knew about them, of course, but as they’d been trapped in the Hallowed Ground bubble for several centuries, their worship had waned over here, people preferring to pray to Gods they knew might be able to answer. If they prayed. When they prayed. Whatever.
Curiosity drives me; I have no particular affiliation to any of the Gods - life or death or creation - far more focused on the realities of my existence to think some deity will deign to look on me. That doesn’t mean I should miss this opportunity to look on them, though. Following the crowd, to the now-lit buidling of glass, I ease my way through the crowd until I’m in or near the second row of people, curious, but with some dose of what I think to be healthy skepticism, as I look for the first time upon the floating rags that is Ludo.
I knew about them, of course, but as they’d been trapped in the Hallowed Ground bubble for several centuries, their worship had waned over here, people preferring to pray to Gods they knew might be able to answer. If they prayed. When they prayed. Whatever.
Curiosity drives me; I have no particular affiliation to any of the Gods - life or death or creation - far more focused on the realities of my existence to think some deity will deign to look on me. That doesn’t mean I should miss this opportunity to look on them, though. Following the crowd, to the now-lit buidling of glass, I ease my way through the crowd until I’m in or near the second row of people, curious, but with some dose of what I think to be healthy skepticism, as I look for the first time upon the floating rags that is Ludo.
