CalamityQueller
Divine Damsel of Devestation
Penasothsia
"Two loves I have of comfort and despair"
The diety followed behind Thraika. It was clear that the cleric wasn't fond of them. She was actively trying to push the both of them away, but they now had a vague idea of where the cleric may be. Penasothsia decided to attempt coaxing the cleric out again, trying to get her to come to them willingly."Two loves I have of comfort and despair"
"I understand the despair you feel better than anyone. I want to help ease your mind. I can only do that if you let me, little one. Please come forward, and allow me to soothe your pain." the deity spoke, attempting to get through to the cleric. Harsh words won't work in the long run. It would only cause the cleric to bury herself deeper. It would be harder to get her out then.
"I cannot help you if you do not seek help. I can only do so much for you, little dove. Come forward and let me see you."
"The better angel is a man right fair, The worser spirit a woman coloured ill."