The Drow Queen of Glaley [Very NSFW]

[Coquette Blacquin]

~Nothing in particular, just, it seems to be the thing to do,~ replies Noire. 

~I've always been Cirenite. Joy, passion, children... the precious things in life that I fight to protect.~

~I just want to make everyone around me happy,~ replies Sweetheart quietly. 

~I like Ciren~ says Little B, proudly. ~They're cool and they protect kids.~

[NPCs]

~I see,~ Seli replies, a sense of a nod accompanying the words. ~Well, I'm obviously biased towards Ciren,~ she continues with a laugh, ~but I certainly see value in the others. What are you looking for in a deity, Noire?~

[Coquette Blacquin]

~Honestly not a lot,~ she admits. ~I prefer to rely on myself than some supernatural deity for assistance.~

[NPCs]

~That's fine, of course. But it's not just help that deities can provide. They can offer support, guidance, community, purpose...~

[Coquette Blacquin]

~There's not a lot of diversity of worship here. Not a large community. Just Naugrix and Junon really.~

[NPCs]

~You could be the trend setter then,~ Seli says with a soft laugh. ~Though I am somewhat serious there. It's not uncommon for conversions to ripple out from a singular source. Sometimes it's just because people don't consider the option until they're shown, sometimes it's because people want someone else to go first.~

[Coquette Blacquin]

~Not really my style,~ noire suggests. 

[NPCs]

~Don't fancy yourself a pioneer of that type? That's understandable, it's not for most people.~

[Coquette Blacquin]

~I prefer to do what is best for me and to hell with everyone else,~ admits Noire. 

[NPCs]

~A survivor's mentality. Also very understandable, given your history.~

[Coquette Blacquin]

~Well yes, I am a survivor. Unlike several of the others who roll over and give up in the face of adversity. Myself and Cedric were the strong ones.~

~Hey!~ protests Cindy, but as she pauses, there's a whimpering sniffle overheard. ~Little B?~

[NPCs]

~Hey, there's no need to insult or hurt each other,~ Seli says gently, but with a firm, motherly undertone. ~Each of you has virtues and flaws the same as any other person. Little B?~

[Coquette Blacquin]

~I'msorry,~ she runs together, sounding frightened -- no, on the verge of hysterics. ~Pleasdon'thurtme.~

[NPCs]

~What? Why-- No, no, of course not, Little B. No-one here is going to hurt you,~ Seli soothes.

[Coquette Blacquin]

~no, no, please, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!~ She cuts off abruptly, mid-wail, as Noire steps forward agani. 

~She's gotten lost in time again,~ she says quietly. ~Sorry about that.~