Thread:Nightblaze757/@comment-26592185-20190606000248/@comment-26592185-20190608205213

Icarus moves a pillow from the ground to where it is supposed to be, on a couch. "They're just cozy and comfortable to have around. The pillows, I mean." They frown as they think about their stone throne in their domain, cold and sharp.

Kvasir turns to look at Corvus. "Icarus? They're a deity, or used to be." He runs his fingers along the spines of several books, and then taps a small chest. "To put a long story short, the objects that made Icarus a deity are in here and they haven't accessed their power in years. They said they never want to again." He removes his hand from the chest. "Ase's story is a bit harder to condense. Anyways, the fact that both of them have such strong power and don't use any of it puts a bit of strain on the natural magical energy here."