Settionne hummed to himself in thought as he re-tightened the straps on Jezebeth's right arm, then knelt back down to deal with the lower body pieces of her armour. His speech had apparently enthralled her so far- and her figure was about as enthralling to him- but how to answer that sort of question without seeming insensitive? What did one do to earn the wrath of every single deity known to man, and every other race besides?

'I cannot think what sort of abominable act would deserve such punishment,' he started slowly, 'though if one were to summon a powerful demon... no, no, that sort of person would already be unlikely to try and speak to the gods, surely... ah, actually, a thought comes to mind.' A rather genius idea, actually, if he said so himself, that was sure to soothe her personal issues somewhat. Perhaps Fineki's charm had been gifted to him after all.

'You must understand, my lady, that most people are not in fact granted so much as a word with the gods they worship. Even the most devout priests of some deities are rarely granted interaction with them; why, I myself was just yesterday granted a minor miracle that I'm sure I would never have been so much as considered for under normal circumstances.' And in truth, it was somewhat of a miracle that it had worked at all, let alone managing to trick both Princess Vanya and Alice as intended. 'Perhaps, then, such is the case for you: they may hear your prayers, but as is often true of deities do not respond... at least not directly. It could be that rather than directly assisting you, they have guided you on your path in ways that have not been obvious, such that it has seemed they've done nothing at all? "If you do things right," as they say...'

And that, he admitted, was a little bit of a risky reference to one of Fineki's mottos, or at least the cult Sett was part of, specifically relating to theft of goods and how one needed subtlety for such acts. He figured throwing the slogans in every once in a while would not seem disingenuous, especially if the listeners did not know the source of such. Speaking of listening, he'd kept half an ear open to the conversation about the dragon in the background whilst finishing the attachment of Lady Jezebeth's armour to her figure; by this point, they were discussing the pros and cons of trying to talk it down via some form of arcane-natural ritual, allowing them to avoid being in its presence proper during such a chat.

'Now, if nobody minds me giving my tuppence's worth,' he said, loudly enough for the other debaters to consider, 'it bears mentioning that most Dragons are far more powerful than most other... well, anything. They're not quite on the same scale of threat as Dark Elves, so to speak, and we'd probably all die if we got into a fight with it. I also seem to recall somebody saying that this is unusual behaviour for Dragons, so perhaps it has its own problems that we might be requested to deal with if we just try to talk to it about what those might be.

'However, the point is somewhat moot for the time being,' he continued boldly, now trying to get the attention of the Wood Elves specifically for what he had to say, 'since it sounds rather like the timing of such an endeavour is not particularly limited, whereas our royally-ordained quest very much is, as, ah... as my [i]good friend[/i] over there-' He gestured toward An-Hasst as he talked, not entirely sure of the Skaylay's name and not wanting to admit that. '-has already pointed out. Granted, we don't know the timings involved in said quest, but rest assured that failure to complete it would have dire consequences for our world! So, it may be more sensible to try and assist with the issue of Dragons and other monsters [i]after[/i] halting whatever plans the Dark Elves have in mind, no?'

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