[Voice]

[yugash]

Forever blowing bubbles...

[Uh oh. Sounds like Yugash is grumped up and on a derisive streak.]

She would keep yeh all to dawdle over frivolities. This is no Fair Day, Mhaya! They've won no goose, answered not a riddle 'tween them, and I'm surprised there ain't more outcry of offense at such useless prizes!

Cry your pardon, Folken of World's End. Cry

Comments

[starblessed]

Let me get this straight.

You're one of the gods, aren't you.

[yugash]

Aye, that's straight as anyone's guess.

[starblessed]

See, I could ask you about why we're here and the nature of this place, but I'm pretty sure gods are incapable of answering things in ways that are honest and straight and instead would like to do the most roundabout things possible in order to give information, so I'm not going to bother.

But.

Your sister is a goddess too, isn't she.

[yugash]

We were born of the same womb, born out of Discordia, and we share the essences of mankind's struggle for life. I the sweat, she the tears. Our third had a bloodthirst for truth, but...Adhiira's gone quiet. May be slithered off. May be moved on, like most things. I tell you the truth, in her name.

[starblessed]

... so what you're telling me is that your goddess-sister is a whore.

[yugash]

A whore and a flighty nuisance!

[starblessed]

I can see the gods truly work in harmony, here.

[yugash]

Ah, if all of us worked!