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06-02-2016, 01:09 PM
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Isopia
Isopia's horned skull bobbed patiently, a move very reminiscent of her Father, though the boy wouldn't know that. "Yes. One for each God, making there four of us in total." That's...stupid. Why would they want something back that they weren't using in the first place? Isopia's lips twitched in something that looked almost like a bemused smirk. "I doubt you'll carry around every trinket that you find in your life. Often you'll leave things behind only to come back to them later. But they are still valuable to you." Again her shoulders have a great sloping shrug. "Proximity and current use does not determine a things value to us. It is a fallacy to think that all that we carry with us is precious to us, and all that we do not is worthless." Jealous? The idea had never crossed her mind. Each of her cousins had similarly ended each of their battles, as if it was ka or destiny that the progeny of the God in question ended the wrath of the invading deities. It made her cheeks flush slightly to think of Volterra having been jealous of her, though the flush wasn't a pleasant one. It was a triumphant and ugly feeling that caused the demigoddess to shift her weight and cough slightly. "Death is not usually a subject that illicits jealousy." She concluded, before continuing on to address the remainder of what the boy had said. "Maybe. Knowing that you will die is not necessarily a reason not to do a thing. There was a sort of outlandish honour in what she did. My father did take her lands after all, justified or not. All of his good intentions and the endless benefits that Helovia has reaped as well as those who came through the rift do not change that fact. She defended what was hers, and yes, she likely knew it would end her. But why should that have stopped her?" Isopia spoke with something like admiration, or at the very least, approval. Isopia didn't think there was anything left. Her Father had fashioned many tools and weapons from the Tigress' body, and what was left was surely picked over by scavengers by now. While normally she wouldn't have pretended to be interested, the boy had proven himself to be a worthy conversationalist thus far, and the demigoddess found that she rather enjoyed his company. So, rather uncharacteristically, Isopia began to move towards the place she had slain the beast. "Why don't we see? You never know. The earth hides many secrets. Perhaps we might uncover some if we look." |
