<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=92169.msg5257451#msg5257451">Quote from: Zaer Darkwail on 26-09-2011, 01:50:56</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Bael looks on the curious trio and replies to them; "Ah, I see. Did woman end up there willingly or dragged in? Also no, Lavael is not interested in cross species romances, causes some conflicting issues like example him howling to the moon once every while."<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"She's willing enough from what I could see. She's an adult and must have known what she was starting, still perhaps I should at least say<em>something...</em>"  Mircalla said, sounding almost bored. Why was everyone so interested in her anyway?  "Lavael is it's name then? Howling at the moon is perfectly natural, the moon was once beautiful, powerful, and beloved beyond all measure. Love is so fickle though...  Mircalla crossed his arms at the edge of the copper basin and rested his  chin on them, magenta eyes looking up through thick curly lashes at Bael. "Her priests abandoned her and along with her followers they turned to revere the garish sun. Only her most devoted priestesses stayed with her. They were all more beautiful then the night sky yet in their loss they became withered and hideous. Who loves them now?"<br/><br/>The twin in the tub with Mircalla sighed. "The daughters of the moon are not loved, they are feared. Every young mother has heard tales of the witches who will steal away their baby to be cooked and replaced with a changeling.<br/><br/>The other twin added,  "Changelings can make very devoted children. I think a family fostering a changeling has reason to feel special."<br/><br/><br/>"A pleasure to meet you Bael'reth-ruil"  Mircalla purred out, saying the name quite easily, but inadvertently putting an infernal accent on the otherwise abyssal syllables. "Now girl come out of hiding. It would be a bit rude to make us continue talking to empty space. In fact I'm nearly done here, perhaps we could all go to the local feast hall. I adore having good company for dinner..."<br/><br/><br/>Edit Notes: Anyone with knowledge religion might recognize Mircalla's rhetoric about the moon being the history of the hag goddess Cegilune.<br/><br/>