King Elk Forest to kingdom come

There’s bewilderment in Wren’s eye, something he came to expect from these outsiders. He wondered if she’d inquire more, and wondered if she’d stay or flee when given answers.

“So you’re a king then?” 

Precisely. The affirmation gave him a burst of pride. It’s still funny to think he was the ruler of this realm. He could never dream of being in this position when he was a boy. Dear old father was next in line, until the flames swept over their land. It took so much from Cenric, but it also granted him power.

The inevitable questioning of their beliefs came up at last. He with a thousand horns. He hums the saying. God of all creation, a symbol of good fortune. He provides us food, shelter, a fulfilling life, a purpose. For that we honor him. Quite a brief summary of their beliefs, he’d say. There are priests here that can go more in depth about our religion.