#darkest devout

Daisy finds the Devout beneath a tree, and the green in its black robes seems quite vibrant with the lighting. She speaks, borrowing Daisy's own voice, "I often deal in such topics, so no, I do not mind. Are you quite alright? Perhaps you should sit down with me." They shift over a little bit in an attempt to make room for the goddess.

"Oh, aren't you Jackie? How have you been since we met?" The Devout peers down from the tree, dropping something into their robes with the motion.

"I could say the same to you, small... what are you? You do not seem to be anything familiar to me."

"Good, you're being polite about entering this time," she says with some disdain. "What is it you want?"

This is a roleplay blog for the oshaverse. Ash uses he/they pronouns. Dust, the one with red text, uses it/its. DD, the italicized blue text, uses she/it/they. The weird one who always speaks through narration is the Muse of Rumors. This blog might fall under unreality, so interact at your own risk.