Wheeling Gull Isle seifas

miseria's cheeks suddenly went hot over a simple mistake. it wasn't uncommon to call a god a different name, but still. "oh, like a priest."
the girl licked her chapped lips briefly in thought. if she met the priest, maybe he would not be so upset she had come the isle uninvited. "a-alright, sure. i'd like to meet him." the first definitive she uttered in awhile.