Roderick
„I am a witch. I do not trust in the blessings of Talos, Akkatosh, Dibela and the likes. I trust in magic. Unconventional magic. And people dont like the risks that come along with it- theyd rather burn it all."
Rebecca
He laughs, a certain darkness can be heard as he does so, "Ah yes, I've known a few witches, not many Nords, though. Most of them were Bretons, or those insane Forsworn, and and a few Dunmer, all of them worshipped the Princes, a few worshipped my Lord Peryite." He tilts his head, "Do you swear fealty to a Prince?"
Roderick
„I do not pick. Not yet at least. But Ive studied Peryite a few times now. Unfortunately my knowledge of the daedra is limited. Very limited. So many things I couldnt cure... So many lives lost."
Rebecca
"Is that not the beauty of it all?" He asks with a smirk, "It's Natural Order, keeping nature's balance." He says, "All life must be kept in check."
Roderick
„While that may be true sometimes it afflicts the wrong people. It rids the world of what little good is in it instead of actually balancing anything."
Rebecca
"Your morals are subjective." He says plainly, "What you may believe is the quote-unquote wrong person, another may believe that the person deserved their fate."
Roderick
„What you believe is blessing others perceive as a curse. Tell me... If the daedra where objective in all their actions, why are they still feuding over their territories in oblivion?"
Rebecca
"Peryite isn't concerned with that." He says, "I know nothing about the goals and what makes them do what they do, I don't involve myself in the inner workings of the Princes. And neither is Peryite, and it's best if it stays that way"