(06-28-2014, 08:17 AM)Whittledown Wrote: Hornet had been listening quietly but felt compelled into speech after Crofte's question. "Infants starve in the streets while terrible, corrupt men thrive and grow more powerful by the day. If the Twelve are the ones picking the winners they do a piss-poor job of it. Better to handle your fights as safely for you as possible. What gives you the impression that the Twelve are paying a lick of attention to anything that goes on in this world?"
Kiht Jakkya picked a bad time to enter the Quicksand. She sniffed the air and her powerful sense of smell picked up a huge dose of this truth serum stuff that seemed to be flying through the air. Or was it the tea she just drank? Her eyes went wide as she fell into a trance-like state, and her ears perked up to listen to all the voices in the tavern. She heard the question from the Roegadyn woman, but regards the group as she answers.
"I believe the Twelve guide us, but I do not think they dictate what happens. I do not blame them for the boar shite that happens in this world. That is our doing. Magic is my proof of this. The power of Aether. Where else would such a thing come from if it is not from the Twelve? How do you explain the world's wonders?"
