Ireth
Mythic Scribe
Vincent
My jaw drops at Muziko's downright casual revelation of Beatrice's identity. Well, that certainly answers my question! I'm even more glad I chose to protect her now. I close my mouth hastily and sink to my knees in reverence.
But this, coupled with what the Hyena spoke of and what I saw in the Jackal's mind, does nothing to ease my confusion. I feel a headache coming on. How do these threads intertwine? I had thought Beatrice was Death's daughter... but would that not make her the sister of Th'War? Why is a goddess bound into human form? Is she even truly in such form?
Diana
Vincent kneels before Beatrice -- the Maiden -- and I quickly follow suit. This is all so hard to take in. How have we mortals come to be entwined in the fates of gods?
My jaw drops at Muziko's downright casual revelation of Beatrice's identity. Well, that certainly answers my question! I'm even more glad I chose to protect her now. I close my mouth hastily and sink to my knees in reverence.
But this, coupled with what the Hyena spoke of and what I saw in the Jackal's mind, does nothing to ease my confusion. I feel a headache coming on. How do these threads intertwine? I had thought Beatrice was Death's daughter... but would that not make her the sister of Th'War? Why is a goddess bound into human form? Is she even truly in such form?
Diana
Vincent kneels before Beatrice -- the Maiden -- and I quickly follow suit. This is all so hard to take in. How have we mortals come to be entwined in the fates of gods?
Dark Lord