shiftingwinds | [7rings] catchall for mollymauk

[she looks a little startled at that. illegal gods? what?]

Well, of course not... how can a god be illegal, anyway?

[her gaze drops to the dragon pendant when he fiddles with it. pretty...]

Mm, I'd say by arresting anyone who's caught worshipping the wrong one is the ordinary method of making something illegal?

[Said lightly.]

This is the Platinum Dragon. Very legal, very cool. Figured I'd wear it around, make myself look a touch more acceptable.

But why would they want to do that...?

[honestly? it's rude. sure, every god wants worshippers, but ultimately, their worship has to be sincere. restricting which gods people are allowed to worship just seems... wrong, to her.]

It has an interesting design. [...] What is the Platinum Dragon the god of?

[he shrugs?]

Empire's got its own reasoning for everything I'm sure.

[He just drops the pendant again, back into his shirt. Or like on his chest it's not like his shirt covers anything.]

Order, reason, laws . . . [those don't. really sound like molly.] Big blowhard if you ask me.

[she's not sure she likes this Empire? hmm.

but she snorts a little at his answer. big blowhard, huh? probably a good thing the platinum dragon can't hear that.]

...and the goddess you follow, what's her domain?

Edited (considering i just woke up 2 minutes ago a single typo is better than expected) 2021-02-18 13:58 (UTC)

[what's he gonna do? strike him dead?]

. . . I've been working on building myself to be a new person. A better person. A happy person. I found peace in it, and she- [There are things that seem more difficult to talk about here.] Some might say secrets and tricks, but I prefer stories and fun.

[she smiles]

...if following her is helping you to find peace, then who cares if the Empire considers it illegal?

[looks at the "moral alignment" i put on her app. riiight on the cusp of Neutral and Chaotic Good yep that tracks.]

Stories and fun sounds like a good match for you. I'm glad.

Oh! [He laughs.] Oh, don't get the impression I paid any heed to that illegal or legal shite. Really just best to avoid Crownsguard looking at you funny in a crowded tavern is all.

[Smiling right back.]

Her only tenants are to walk unbridled, and I think I do that rather well. Still, what would yours be? Drink until you fall down?

[the platinum dragon probably doesn't like that, but if it's a lawful deity, what's it gonna do, smite molly for carrying its symbol? just seemingly smite him out of the blue? that wouldn't fit its image at all.

(i'm assuming, anyway.)]

Ahaha, I suppose I deserve that. [she might be offended if 1. it was anyone else saying so and 2. he hadn't literally just found her on the floor and had to help her onto a couch.] I'm the Lady Windmaster - Lord Windmaster, sometimes. There's no particular thing those who follow me have to do. I'm happy just as long as they're not asking me for selfish things.

Do you know, someone once prayed for me to send a windstorm to destroy their rival's crops? Aaah, that was a funny prayer to get.

[It's fine probably. Some gods don't seem to care all that much about meddling, especially with just one tiefling having a lark.]

You'll have to show me the other form sometime, I'm sure I'd appreciate it just as much.

[He gently smooches her on the side of the head after the tease, to prove he didn't mean any harm. Or some harm. Gentle harm only.]

And what'd you do?

I would if I could! I enjoy this form, but it's a little strange not being able to change between them whenever I feel like it...

[the worst part of nerfing, honestly. she chuckles. gentle harm only is fine.]

I left the rival's crops alone, but I sent a gentle wind to mess up the person who prayed for that's hair whenever he stepped outside for three days. He never prayed to me for that sort of thing again, but he did pray to me for other things, so I didn't lose him as a follower.

[He likes that story so much, he doesn't care if it's true or not. It's nice to believe, for a moment, there's a god out there who listens so much to the woes of one man, and then considers them so carefully. A gentle breeze and a lesson learned. Like a fable.]

A soft-hearted goddess. Now I've seen everything.

[she laughs]

My brother lectures me about that sort of thing all the time. He thinks I should be tougher - but that's why they call him the "Water Tyrant".

[which is rude, but like, he earned that title.]

Well, you can tell your brother to shove it from me, I like you just as you are.

[THATS HER BROTHER]

[that gets her to giggle, but there's a very soft smile on her face as she quiets down.]

...thanks, Mollymauk. I like you just as you are, too.

[being able to meet people like him is, like, the one good part of this whole situation so far.]

Kind of you to say! I rather like me as I am too. Suppose that's why I'm here.

[Ah, got a little real there. Back to joking.]

Still not tired?

[stubbornly, because he's still awake and she refuses to fall asleep first:]

I'm not tired.

[she looks tired though, from where she's cuddled up to him. nap, molly, nap!]

[He hums and digs in the pocket of his coat for a minute, pulling out a few things. Fidget spinner, his deck of cards, a blue ribbon.]

Mm, want to play a game or something?

[well, maybe playing a game will wear him out so he'll sleep.]

Sure... what sort of game?

Want me to read your fortune? One card, one bit of advice.

[

she freezes.]

Ah - I suppose that would be fine.

[This is easy and casual for him, something he does almost every day. There's a comfort in the ritual, the methodical shuffle. He doesn't seem to notice that she freezes.

It seems he hasn't lost his tarot reading skills for the night, so perhaps it's something else for the moment. Doesn't seem to matter. He pulls a card from the top of the deck and flips it.

A woman, tall, hair fading from black to white, stands in a field of wild flowers. Overhead, a storm begins to brew.]

Ah. A good one.

[she relaxes a little when he says "a good one" - there's the tiniest exhale, a sigh of relief, and she leans over to get a better look at the card.]

...what does it mean?

[He runs a finger over the card, over the spattering of colorful wildflowers at the bottom of it.]

You have a protector. Someone who is looking out for you. A true friend.

[oh!

oh. shi qingxuan doesn't know anything at all about these cards. of course there's the possibility that he's just trying to make her feel better about all of this, but - regardless, it's still nice to hear. she smiles, looking relieved.]

...thanks, Mollymauk.

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