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So dramatic was that enforcer, always wanting people to prove themselves by doing this, that and whatever. If Cordelia had her way, everyone would most likely be dead or suffering torture unknown to mortals. Despite not having such power, she settles for practical jokes and the occasional murder.
"Nah, nah, man you should make them drink his blood! Let his corpse drift in their water source! Then they have to bathe with his blood, have it inside of them... All sorts of stuff that only devoted people could do, you know?" She grinned, exposing pearly whites that saw the sun almost every second. Maybe some dash of her insanity could rub off on the solemn Aedius. Or even Arkya; she would like a friend, someone who she wouldn't prank as a way of slowly drawing her off of that silly craving.

Cordelia lied on the dry dirt, perhaps the village had had a bad year for crops and they were angry during the negotiation because of it. She didn't care. Less people on this crumby world to waste their magic by defying The First. When were they going to leave the island, again?