Sun Mote Copse The Fruit of the Spirit Is Love

Malcontent from her encounter with her once-brother still lingered in her, an ugly little thing. She still felt that she was in the right, but could not help but wish that things had gone otherwise. And so she found Ashera's cheerfulness slightly grating, but not more than Ragna could handle.

Ragna felt awkward answering Ashera's question, as her relationship with Molech was a complicated one. In her days Ragna had met many gods, some of whom walked among them in the shape of mortal wolves. She believed in no one god, but that all gods existed. And so it felt strange to devote her life to but one. Instead she sought them all and wished to learn what she could of their wisdom and the ways of their followers. Still, it would be rude not to answer, though it might endanger her place in the Malkaria to say how she truly felt. It was Eshamun, she said simply, then gazed at Ashera expectantly. And what of you?