*Moogie stands by, watching each take their turn in speaking, listening to every word, yet feeling numb... as if she can hear the truth in what they say, yet knowing that most of the doors are closed to her, and she cannot accept anything but what she has resigned to believe.*
*She watches Depthblade depart, and then turns to Draklar*
Draklar... were we not once friends? Is there no way you can stand down your hostility towards Aliathi? I say nothing of your beliefs or your God. Perhaps I do not personally accept them as my own, but I also do not deny they exist. We come as friends to the pure hearts of this world; we have no interest in warring with other just Gods and their followers. Why, if that were the case, we would consider most of the population of Yliakum as enemies, and that is simply folly! Do you not agree?
*she takes a step towards the man, her eyes pleading*
There need be no conflict between us. Perhaps, one day, we might even help eachother in a common struggle. Please consider my words... old friend...