>>5894454“Right,” you say, “and the metamorphosis which I’ve gone through has been… MOSTLY beneficial.”
(You try not to think about your frustrating experiences with items of clothing or held possession passing through you, or… Ahem, Sylvare…)
“Anyway, I’ve been able to do great things for Hawksong’s people… Things that have been done to BALANCE the direct influence of the Dark Gods’ agents!”
“So you embrace the effects you have engendered?” the Princess asks you, tone neutral and expression curious as she looks direct at you—INTO you. “You would defend these action? Perpetrate them again, given the choice?”
The way she phrases these question gives you reason to hesitate. When you answer, some of your certainty has gone out of you.
“Should I be?” you ask. “I mean…Is it okay? Do I need to fix it?”
“Do you think there is something to ‘fix’, then?”
You frown a little at these flipped, rhetorical questions, but it seems sacrilegious to simply demand the goddess tell you what she’s feeling.
“I think suppressing the era of High Magic would just postpone the problem, not resolve it,” you answer, forcing yourself to speak with conviction. “It might not even WORK, depending what the OTHER side is doing.”
The Princess of the New Moon inclines her head in acknowledgement, and then looks away. She begins to walk again and, after a moment, you follow her. When you exit the building, you find two eladrin in form-fitting fluid silver suits waiting for you: your attendants, patiently waiting to serve and assist you.
“I will carefully consider your council, Ezreal Mious,” Princess Miannie replies, turning again to face you. “The perspective of an Earthling, let alone a partial-native, is not one we often have here. I would be foolish to not weigh it as I would the other advice which my beloved children provide me. Thank you.”
