In search of footing

Alexis was nothing less than baffled. What were the chances of her running into not one but two men among a people set to destroy the Helian threat that were willing to go out of their way to help her?

This one also quite happily so as it seemed! The sheer improbability stunned her into silence for a moment.

“I… I don’t know what to say. I…Thank you. I hope I can make it up to you somehow.”
She finally managed.

Izil grinned brightly and gave a good natured wave off.

“Think nothing of it. It is hardly any pain. And I absolutely do intend to harass you incessantly about your homeland.”
He teasingly threatened, obviously very pleased with the impact of his generosity.

She just shook her head with a smile, still somewhat in disbelief.

“Fair.”

They talked a little longer, Izil already getting some of his ‘incessant’ questions in, before they parted for the night.

The young noble let her know that he intended to wait for the emergence of the new seer and would depart soon after.

She left with the invitation to come visit again and found her way back to the Red Fort, deep in thought.

Alexis was very grateful that another lead was somewhat in her reach now, even if it almost felt too good to be true. She could only hope it would help her to get an idea of what the heck she was going to do.

Just go along with Fosia’s imposed quest to unite the hammer? To what end? And why even, in all honesty? She had no personal investment in the fire god‘s fate, other than a vague debt to his previous seeker. She knew so very, very little about Fosia as a deity, his tenets, his role, his aims. Heck, at this point she probably knew more about the Twin Gods than about the Father of Fang. Other than what little Tar had told her and what she had been shown way back at her steading, she knew nothing of his motives and plans. Would she even be willing to aid his supposed return if she knew more?

It was interesting to realise that her allegiance to the Pillars had absolutely no quarter in any of these musings.
The ease with that she had accepted both the existence of other deities as well as their legitimacy told her all that she needed to know about how superficial her personal ties to the gods of her motherland were.

Right now, she struggled to find her standing with the one deity that had taken a very personal interest in her, conditional as it might be. If she had ever pictured herself finding to religion, it had certainly not been like that.