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[daydreamshimmer]

Who: Senna and friends
When: Day 52, Night
Where: Senna car

[The train of trauma just keeps on a-rollin']

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[learnedfool]

Not this mortal. Nor the resident immortal I've consulted.

[which must have been silently, in the last few minutes]

[bestbrotherever]

What do you call the abode of the gods, then?

[learnedfool]

[Penric considers this]

The home of the gods. It's difficult to give a name to a place that is pure spirit, without matter. Hard to even consider that a place in the same way a city or a mountain is a place. Humans aren't really meant for considering that sort of thing since we are made of matter and spirit, and live in a world that has both. Even brief encounters with the divine are... hard to describe in ways that capture the feeling.

[spoken like a man with personal experience]

[bestbrotherever]

So. The gods of your realm are not physical beings at all? Then how do you know that they are real?

[He finds that a little unsettling. But he'll try to hide that.]

[learnedfool]

Me personally? Well, the first clue is Desdemona's reaction; she's better at sensing such things than a human is.

Desdemona is my demon. I'm a Temple sorcerer.

I'm going to have to explain that, too, aren't I?

[bestbrotherever]

[Frownnnn. He doesn't like having his ignorance pointed out, especially when it's in a topic that he can't dismiss as irrelevant mortal business.]

I suppose, if you feel you must. [As if he doesn't care at all and is only humoring the human.]

[learnedfool]

Demons are chaos elementals. Without training, they leak it into their riders, and can only do basic downhill magic.

But they're considered under the domain of the Bastard, god of all things strange and out of season, so the Bastard's temple organizes training for sorcerers. And tries to pair demons with riders who are already temple divines.

Which doesn't always work.

[The last was said with Pen's throat and voicebox, but the accent and cadence was decidedly different.]

Yes, that's true.

[bestbrotherever]

[He nods along, smiling a little.]

That sounds like a very... mutually beneficial arrangement. Does it help others gain an appreciation for the strange and chaotic, rather than irrationally fear it?

[Raising an eyebrow at the voice change.]

Your demon? She shares your body? How far can her control extend?

[learnedfool]

It depends on the person. Most simply pray that the Bastard's attention passes them over; but some find value in... a place for those who do not fit, or the small action that changes everything.

Desdemona? Yes, she shares my body. But it depends on what you mean by control.