Fairspell Meadow Divine and Witchy

"Who do you think would win in a fight? A Zeus or one of your bear gods?" Dwin asked, realizing that this question might insult Ash Paw (and probably not the first time during this conversation), but there was a new theory behind this. "I think your bears would win. Do you know why? In your belief system all the world power is divided between two entities. Greeks divided all the power between many. Strictly speaking - yours got more power points than the lot living up on the hill," she finished. 

"So - strictly speaking - my fate depends on, what I want to believe in? In the end there are only two options - either you believe that everything is predestined and live accordingly. Or you decide that nothing is certain at all and... move with the flow," she said. "I got an idea - what if... wouldn't it be an interesting power, if the Dark Lord of the Underworld made bargains with souls? A dead soul of your choice for a living one? That should technically not upset the balance, right?" Dwin was not sure, what she would want to exchange souls for, but having it as a some kind of odd currency, sounded morbidly fascinating.