[Old, feared, lurking things with sense of humor about it. Relating himself to a man she respects loosens some of the tension in Paloma's spine. If the Brucolac built this shrine, he'd have reasons. Good reasons. Naturally.]
Would you-- like to sit? [The offer comes from a place of curiosity and waning anxiousness. All that they have to sit on are pebbles and grainy residue, but do gods care for that sort of thing? What does this god care for besides the ocean?
She'd like to know, and to know who the Baron pays homage to.]
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Would you-- like to sit? [The offer comes from a place of curiosity and waning anxiousness. All that they have to sit on are pebbles and grainy residue, but do gods care for that sort of thing? What does this god care for besides the ocean?
She'd like to know, and to know who the Baron pays homage to.]
Is the ocean your territory, then?