It's kind of a long story. The short version is... after a great war, three of the Raven Mother's champions asked what to do with the body of a fallen hero. They were already dead, so what happened to the body didn't much concern her. She told them to ask the Wildmother, and the Wildmother told one of the champions to take the head of the hero to a spring deep in the Savalierwood, where a beautiful grove would grow as a gift to the Archeart. Another champion took another part of the hero and created a garden menagerie as a gift from the Wildmother to the Changebringer and the last champion took another part to the Kravaard, where they created a kiln as a gift to the Allhammer.
[Look that is the short version, okay? He could take a lot more time telling that story.]
Anyway, all three families - Dust, Stone, and Clay - have been looking after the Cinderrest Sanctum, the Menagerie, and the Blooming Grove ever since. We serve the Wildmother, as tasked by the Matron, and we live in places that were gifts to other gods.
[It’s information and it’s new and that makes it interesting. He doesn’t even think to doubt it.]
Wow…I’ve never heard any of that before. I didn’t even know they gave each other gifts or interacted like that. I knew they fought together, but they sound almost like friends. It’s fascinating.
You’re a cleric, then? To the Wildmother. Are all of the Clays clerics?
[That...is a terrifying but understandable thought. He would need to work that one over more in his mind.
He's silent a moment, but he's earnest when he responds.]
Then I am happy to have reached out to you. Most of the clerics I have known have an insight I can only dream of. I suspect we will need plenty of insight here.
I miss things all the time. [He smiles to himself for his own joke, but...without being seen he's sure it won't land. It's not like anyone can hear he's blind.
Oh well.]
I was told you reside at the flophouse. I am afraid my options to travel there are limited, but perhaps I can come by to visit while you are here at ADI? I will likely end up requiring your services at some point.
[He has no doubt he'll need his abilities at some point and while he can tend his own wounds, having a cleric's eye on such things will be better.]
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[Look that is the short version, okay? He could take a lot more time telling that story.]
Anyway, all three families - Dust, Stone, and Clay - have been looking after the Cinderrest Sanctum, the Menagerie, and the Blooming Grove ever since. We serve the Wildmother, as tasked by the Matron, and we live in places that were gifts to other gods.
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Wow…I’ve never heard any of that before. I didn’t even know they gave each other gifts or interacted like that. I knew they fought together, but they sound almost like friends. It’s fascinating.
You’re a cleric, then? To the Wildmother. Are all of the Clays clerics?
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[They have wars, they love, they give gifts, they get petty. Pretty relatable, actually.]
And no, we're not all clerics. I am, though.
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He's silent a moment, but he's earnest when he responds.]
Then I am happy to have reached out to you. Most of the clerics I have known have an insight I can only dream of. I suspect we will need plenty of insight here.
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I try, though. And I spend a lot of time counseling and in the medical ward.
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Oh well.]
I was told you reside at the flophouse. I am afraid my options to travel there are limited, but perhaps I can come by to visit while you are here at ADI? I will likely end up requiring your services at some point.
[He has no doubt he'll need his abilities at some point and while he can tend his own wounds, having a cleric's eye on such things will be better.]
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[He's hard to miss at Bonnie's, too, but he looks a lot more human there.]
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[He's not always the best at making them, but he can try.]