Esszie frowned slightly,<strong> "Come sit down at the table, dinner's almost ready." </strong>Her tone of voice again reminded Izusa of her mothers and the way they would take a tone that not only would brook no argument, but also was impossible to conceive of one.  The Naga set a pitcher of water one of chilled milk out on the table as she began serving up the plates.  Two cooked ham steaks and some pan fried potatoes and mixed vegetables set down at the table in front of the chair, obviously where Izusa was to sit, and for her own plate a similar meal, but with the very large servings completely uncooked.<br/><br/>She poured herself a tall glass of milk from the chilled pitcher on the table and then sort of settled her body down in front of the table by coiling her body into a circle with her torso in the center, the naga equivalent of 'kneeling' Izusa supposed?  The naga waited for Izusa to take her seat then said<strong>, "Considering our different faiths, how about we say our prayers silently?"</strong>She smirked slightly then bowed her head for a moment, her silver locks falling down around her face and her lips moving very slightly as she silently mouthed the words to a prayer.<br/><br/>That being said she picked up a sharp knife and fork and began cutting into her raw food with rather practiced grace and ease.<strong> "Now, if I'm reading between the lines, you're looking for information on your faith.  Which you'll understand if I don't want to say the name, for me there is but one goddess and all others are heretical.  While Pandora did decree that Cyril is to be tolerated, part of her doctrine is to destroy or corrupt those of any other faith, and yours...."</strong>She held a fork with a bit of raw ham on it,<strong>"... your goddess is especially hateful for Pandora."</strong><br/><br/>She popped the cube of ham into her mouth and chewed a few moments before saying,<strong>"Now that being said, I'm a peaceful woman.  Don't expect me to go upstairs and find my glaives and attack you.  As far as I'm concerned the war was centuries ago, and while I still am faithful and loyal to pandora, her voice has been silent for a long time now.  I actually suspect that was part of the transformation process mind you, I think whatever they did to create me, transform me, instilled a permanant love and worship of my goddess.  But, we're thinking creatures and we can temper faith with intellect, can't we?"</strong><br/><br/>She smiled and cut up some of her food carefully as she spoke,<strong> "Just like you approached, entered my home, even sat and shared tea and a meal with me.  You saw past whatever pre-conceived notions you might have had and sat down with someone who I assume your faith would consider an enemy."</strong><br/><br/>She popped another bite of food in her mouth and chewed slowly her eyes studdying Izusa carefully before she continued,<strong>"But you must understand, my specific breed, the Lamia, we were bred, created, with higher intelligence than most.  I also think that I retain much of who I was before my transformation, though I don't remember it, it is still a feeling I have.  In any regard, the thing you must understand, why I tell you all of this, is that most of Pandora's created or corrupted creatures will not see things the same way as I do.  Oh I'm certain there may be others of higher intelligence and with a less chained sense of free will that do.  But for the lower intellect creatures they will find out that you worship who you do, they'll not think twice of following Pandora's will and corrupting you, body, mind, and soul."</strong><br/><br/>She paused to let that sink in for a moment as she took another bite.<strong>"If you want to survive here, you must learn to pretend to be a priestess of Pandora.  You've got to learn her dogma, learn her rituals, you've got to blend in.  You already have the look of one that is corrupted, your fox features give you a perfect cover for this world, you'll not have any hard time blending in, unlike the humans or elves or what have you that come to our lands.  But the things you say or do might be your downfall.  I've my old religious texts upstairs in my storage which you're free to look over, though I can't let you take them you're free to read them as long as you stay here."<br/><br/>"As for further information on what I can only assume are records of your faith before the invasion, there's only one place I can say for absolute certainty that you would find such information is all the way in the very heart of Pandora's lands.  The capital city of Eden'del, where Pandora was first summoned into this world.  It is the largest city in all these lands, and possibly the largest in the world.  Though I admit I don't know how the mortal realms fare, nor the size of your cities.  In Eden'del the high priestesses maintain a museum of sorts.  The temple of glorious history they call it.  It documents and displays the conquests and victories of the war.  I'm certain, because I've been there myself, that there are on display records of battles and destruction of temples and sects of heretic religions like yours.  If you're brave enough, or stupid enough, to make the journey all the way across the continent to Eden'del, I know you'd find records there that could help you.  But such a journey would be long and very dangerous for you.  One slip up, letting one person know what you think or feel, and that'd be it."</strong><br/><br/>She paused again and ate a few bites silently, letting Izusa finally react to all that she'd just said.