Alacruun listens with a quiet sort of fascination. He's much more used to books and lost knowledge, but hearing from a first-hand source isn't something he's going to turn down. In this case, it also keeps his mind occupied. Even if his thoughts would much rather be a few hundred miles away. Inactivity gnaws at him.
So he listens instead.
Honestly, he wishes he'd brought a notebook for this.
"Friend of the Dead" earns a thin smile, for some reason. Maybe he feels an affinity for that sort of thing. He leans forward slightly, brow furrowing as he tries to commit the names to memory.
"That sounds like the gods I know; they have realms that they rule over and they often have familiars or are affiliated with certain animals. There's a Raven Queen where I come from, but it isn't really the same..." He rolls his shoulders in a shrug, "Do they say how he became their master? Trickery? Force? Or is it enough that he simply... is?"
He waits for half a moment and then seems to realize something, "Ah, where are my manners? I am Alacruun. I'm far too distracted to day - I forgot to introduce myself."
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So he listens instead.
Honestly, he wishes he'd brought a notebook for this.
"Friend of the Dead" earns a thin smile, for some reason. Maybe he feels an affinity for that sort of thing. He leans forward slightly, brow furrowing as he tries to commit the names to memory.
"That sounds like the gods I know; they have realms that they rule over and they often have familiars or are affiliated with certain animals. There's a Raven Queen where I come from, but it isn't really the same..." He rolls his shoulders in a shrug, "Do they say how he became their master? Trickery? Force? Or is it enough that he simply... is?"
He waits for half a moment and then seems to realize something, "Ah, where are my manners? I am Alacruun. I'm far too distracted to day - I forgot to introduce myself."