on ghost adventures from a relatively pagan perspective? kinda?

[gwenhwyfar]

How strange it is to hear these things from a Christian perspective or relatively close to it. I don't recall the Morrigan being an active participant of the Host in that fashion. Just because it was Badb that took my eye, does not mean that she and her sisters have a malevolent nature. And it was never in their nature to take those to "Hell", only the Otherworld when the veil between the dead and living lifts. Sometimes it's a good practice to carry cold iron during Samhain, but there's no point in instructing others to do so if they don't heed the warning when the winds rise from the west.

And honestly, what sort of girl throws herself at the hands of a stranger like that? Did she really look underneath the table while playing cards and saw hooves? It's as if any demon out there proclaims themselves to be the actual Devil himself. I doubt it. It sounds like an old wive's tale told to girls to keep it to themselves until marriage.

That was pitiful, why on earth did you subject yourself to that nonsense? Those who rise from the shadows or are omens of death and war are not always evil. The Aos Sidhe never did care for human affairs, they will never side themselves one way in particular.

The people of Eire were always prone to be wild in imagination, weren't they? I won't miss that.

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[giantsofty]

Aye. Those lacking wisdom often fill the void with imagination. I've never grasped why, when they could instead learn of truth.

[superbia]

Lesser demons must puff themselves up in order to not be consumed by any passing spirit. As always, power is the only language that any race can understand.

[gwenhwyfar]

That's hardly being imaginative, that's nothing but irrational fear for darkness that those people possess.

[gwenhwyfar]

There is no way any of that is demonic. It's just a silly preconceived notion for premarital sex.

[ But that is what she thinks and she still doesn't see what the big deal is. ]

[superbia]

Ah, one of those myths. I think many people forget that angels were just as promiscuous.

[gwenhwyfar]

[ Of course. Hi, you're talking to the offspring of a Grigori. SO MANY FEELINGS ON THAT STATEMENT. ]

It's likely just a story, nothing more. She was probably touched in the head.

[superbia]

[ERGH, YEAH, SORRY ABOUT THAT REGINA]

I would say more than touched, but that seems to be part of the human condition.

[gwenhwyfar]

Humans are weaker, so therefore their minds are more susceptible to illness than our kind.

[superbia]

No one has to be weak. They may never be as strong as us, but they can be better than what they are.

[gwenhwyfar]

You and I know that will never be. Not as long as they persecute or kin in my world.

[superbia]

[this conversation got serious and philosophic SUPER FAST]

In my old life, I might have said the same. ...But I've been privy to certain events and have been surprised before.

[afullmoon]

I've always wondered how a hooved guy would get around. Seems like that's askin for the chance to fall on your face or your ass.

So, what were you watchin? Or readin?

[gwenhwyfar]

That is unusual for you. By who? Your brother's girl?

[ Never mind she's hypocritical for even saying these things. ]

Or was it your own desires, Vergil.

[gwenhwyfar]

Cernunnos the horned god, the father of nature around me, would have a few things to say about that. It cannot be that hard. The imagery is absurd; they took our old gods and twisted them to their own iconography.

Watched. But it is over now. Old ghost stories from Eire.

[superbia]

Yes, her. My mother, from what I can recall, was strong in many ways. People in general, I suppose.

[VERGIL HAS SEEN SOME SHIT]

You of all people should know, though, that I am not someone who takes the status quo of things as an excuse to be weak. No creature has such a reason to not strive to better themselves.

[afullmoon]

'pends on the size of the hooves, don't it? Most of the time in the movies, I see them and think they just look like shoes. Cramped shoes. Movies for ya.

Is there anything you like from Eire movies, or across the water? Or do you just see how they warped your religion?

[gwenhwyfar]

[ She'll instantly hover him, because she cares for him. He's her kind and nephilim "culture" is far different in her world. That, too, and she's always been affectionate. But she'll let him in on a secret. ]

For the sake of my future, I have to distance myself from them. I've learned my lesson in throwing myself to my demonic blood. I have no desire to abuse power or aid anyone.

I want to be left alone.

[gwenhwyfar]

Considering Lord Cernunnos has the antlers of the deer, that should answer your question. But it was the Romans old gods who had a half goat of a man or half horse.

[ And those actually sounded interesting. ]

The Lady of the Lake, Nimue, and the sisterhood we were apart of. We kept the forest and lake as sacred ground, that no one would be allowed to come through it without permission of the gods. Not even Nimue's adopted son.

[superbia]

[And he understands that plight more than anyone. While his quest for power has always been the driving force in his life, there have been moments where he questioned what he would use it for when he deemed himself "strong enough." After all, Dante could very well fend for himself and his mother had died years ago.

There was no longer anything to protect.

But really admitting that to himself would no doubt unwind the very fabric of himself.]

...I understand. It was simply a...hypothesis.

[afullmoon]

So long as he doesn't come around and kick me in the balls, I think we'll be okay.

[Huh. That does sound interesting.]

How'd they know they had permission from the gods?

[gwenhwyfar]

[ She doesn't care about his aversion for personal space sometimes, because she does gently press one of her clawed hands to his cheek. She cares for him, too. Just as much as she cares for Lancelot or Chika. Maybe even the Arthur she knew in Asgard. She cares too much. ]

Continue on as you are; you should never feel like you must make up for something.

[gwenhwyfar]

[ Regina points to her missing eye. ]

I am the ovate, I must deliver the messages. Either that or Morrigu herself. We are the only two in geasa to them.

[superbia]

[Despite the fact that he's always enjoyed Regina's company, more so than probably any other person in existence, that touch still makes him turn as still as stone.

HE MAY BE ALMOST 20 BUT PHYSICAL CONTACT IS WEIRD

especially from girls he likes]

O-Of course. I would never compromise my beliefs.

[afullmoon]

[...her missing eye sends messages?]

Huh. Sounds like a special position.

WOW SORRY I'M NOT ACTUALLY SORRY

[partyrocks]

You admit it.

[Dante has never felt this vindicated, okay.]