Horizon Ridge jenny would dance with her ghosts

It was a home… was he offering it to her? Was he offering it up to the fallen priestess of the Saivo, who had misinterpreted an omen that had led to the death of those around her? She had weighed all the options, felt herself conflicted with it regularly: her people were foolish, it had been her mistake… those two sides of her warred against one another and she still was not certain which one was correct.
 
All gods. Any gods… “It would be a challenge… many gods do not take kindly to the worship of others in their temples. Some are more vengeful than others.” She warned carefully, curious as to what he might respond, or how he might take to such a news.
 
Still, she found herself appreciating his presence, and what he might have to offer.