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“So be it.” Lucian said as he looked down from the moon and towards the fire dancing infront of him, “I have placed my life in the hands of our God of Death since I was young. I trust him and none of his priests had led me astray. Now I serve with devotion as a his champion along with a great many patrons, so what is there to worry for?”
Lucian picked at the fire with another stick. The branch was still wet, fresh wood taken from the nearby forest off a tree. The one next to him said nothing. The elf simply studied him for the time that he needed to think everything through.
“It is his decision alone which will call me now. No false gods or empowered puppets will be the ones to bring me down. When Morr calls for my life I will answer it.” Lucian answered finally.
Sallelli glanced turned from Lucian to the fires. She did not seem to have anything to say to Lucian’s devotion to his Lord. Simply examining the fires that danced infront of them as it liked the air like a multi-tongued beast. A beast that was fed by dead tree-flesh.
“You are morbid.” She finally answered.
Lucian glanced at her with a nonsensical glance, “You told me that we are marching towards our death and asked if I was okay with that. If you ask even the greatest Grail Knight they would give you the same answer, except their souls are guided by the Lady of the Lake.”
“In my studies I wonder if that is the case.” Answered the Elf as her face tightened. Lucian had taken the chance to glance at it and to see her skin stretching was unnerving the knight. It showed him just how otherworldly she was, “Lileath gives potence of the future, not change it. In our temples we argue that what we are shown is not something that can be avoided but what will happen. Others say otherwise, that even if that is the case she shows us the future because we should act on that future.”
“Omens, prophecy, and potences are hardly clear enough to know what they mean.” Lucian told her, “Perhaps you are simply too sure in your interpretation of them.”
The eld glanced at Lucian with a sense of suspicion in her eyes, yet the Knight did not let it bother her. From what he knows and learned, prophecy is never what you think it is. Simply take what the gods show you and commit to it.
