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02-13-2017, 02:53 PM
god of the earth
The Earth God refrained from reacting visibly to the new his daughter was sharing - the word upset would be a stretch to explain how Isopia was acting. But she did seem remorseful over her theft, and that was a start. His attention shifted to Dragomir when the stallion started to speak, explaining that he had no use for the enchantment that Isopia had placed upon the helmet.
Although the stallion was by no means ignored, the subject at hand seemed to circle more around Isopia than it did the current possessor of the helmet so it was to her that the god’s attention kept returning. “Since you have come here looking to correct this wrong, I’ll spare you my lectures.” A flash of a bright smile, something teasing, appeared in his eyes as he spoke. Anything that he might have to say to her on the subject of theft, on morality, would be things that his daughter has already been learning for herself. Perhaps a little later in life than most children learned them - but still earlier than some.
“But I will not simply remove the enchantment.” Of course, when did the gods do anything just because they were asked? Even for his daughter, there was more required than a pat on the back for attempting to do the right thing. “If you truly accept responsibility for your misdeeds, it will be up to you to restore the item to its original state so that it can be granted something a little more to Dragomir’s liking.” And here, his attention turned back to the stallion with a smile. “And a little help on your part, Dragomir, will be needed too - for she will need to either take the helmet back, temporarily, for this quest or you need to go along with her.”
He fell silent then, watching the pair before him, waiting for their consent before explaining the steps that would need to be taken to cleanse the helmet.
Although the stallion was by no means ignored, the subject at hand seemed to circle more around Isopia than it did the current possessor of the helmet so it was to her that the god’s attention kept returning. “Since you have come here looking to correct this wrong, I’ll spare you my lectures.” A flash of a bright smile, something teasing, appeared in his eyes as he spoke. Anything that he might have to say to her on the subject of theft, on morality, would be things that his daughter has already been learning for herself. Perhaps a little later in life than most children learned them - but still earlier than some.
“But I will not simply remove the enchantment.” Of course, when did the gods do anything just because they were asked? Even for his daughter, there was more required than a pat on the back for attempting to do the right thing. “If you truly accept responsibility for your misdeeds, it will be up to you to restore the item to its original state so that it can be granted something a little more to Dragomir’s liking.” And here, his attention turned back to the stallion with a smile. “And a little help on your part, Dragomir, will be needed too - for she will need to either take the helmet back, temporarily, for this quest or you need to go along with her.”
He fell silent then, watching the pair before him, waiting for their consent before explaining the steps that would need to be taken to cleanse the helmet.
