Neverwinter Forest atlas and the cruel world

being vague!
assuming this happens post-s*icide attempt.

there didn’t exist any deity worth worshipping, liliana decided. they were all deceitful, just like the creatures they’d created, and therefore worth nothing that she had to offer. they’d responded to her past prayers with promises of good fortune, forcing her to wonder when those dreams might come to fruition.

for now, yana had nothing more to do than obsess over her own humiliation. she was talentless and unreachable; moreover, a child unwanted by any. not only did she have to stay here with a sick mother and absent father, but she had to worry about the two orphans they’d brought home, too.

liliana thought that she’d like to keep her distance for the time being.. and thus cursed both god and goddess when one of the pearlite children appeared. oh, well.

which one are you again? yana asked in a particularly snarky tone, i can’t tell.