In the days since the ritual she'd undertaken with Jareth had revealed the true nature of the spirit within her Bethany hadn't quite known just what to do. It seemed impossible that it was really a piece of Andoral, of one of the Old Gods, an Archdemon, who had been residing in her. But they didn't seem tainted, they were just...
She didn't know. She wasn't sure if they were unhappy with how things had turned out, that she had ultimately retained control of herself. Maybe they were both still figuring that out. It didn't feel completely settled yet. Yes, she had ultimately won the confrontation, but the victory felt more tenuous than she'd like.
She also just didn't feel like she knew enough about the unlikely companion that had settled into her being. Yes, she could ask and Andoral seemed willing enough to tell, but even their memories weren't complete and she knew so little about the Old Gods that wasn't from Chantry teachings. And every so often she had started getting flashes of things - remembrances from Andoral if she came across something to spark them. Context or memories that didn't make sense, and they seemed to come up randomly. She never knew what would trigger it.
She was unsettled, and at a loss, and she didn't know what to do or where to turn. It took a couple days to realize that there was someone who could very likely help her, and the moment she did she had a bag packed and was off to Soldier's Peak.
Once she arrived, she waited anxiously for Anders to come find her. At first it was just a little fidgeting, which eventually devolved into pacing, and finally overwhelming relief when she finally saw him. "Anders! I'm sorry to show up like this, but I really need your help. Is there somewhere we can speak privately?"
She didn't know. She wasn't sure if they were unhappy with how things had turned out, that she had ultimately retained control of herself. Maybe they were both still figuring that out. It didn't feel completely settled yet. Yes, she had ultimately won the confrontation, but the victory felt more tenuous than she'd like.
She also just didn't feel like she knew enough about the unlikely companion that had settled into her being. Yes, she could ask and Andoral seemed willing enough to tell, but even their memories weren't complete and she knew so little about the Old Gods that wasn't from Chantry teachings. And every so often she had started getting flashes of things - remembrances from Andoral if she came across something to spark them. Context or memories that didn't make sense, and they seemed to come up randomly. She never knew what would trigger it.
She was unsettled, and at a loss, and she didn't know what to do or where to turn. It took a couple days to realize that there was someone who could very likely help her, and the moment she did she had a bag packed and was off to Soldier's Peak.
Once she arrived, she waited anxiously for Anders to come find her. At first it was just a little fidgeting, which eventually devolved into pacing, and finally overwhelming relief when she finally saw him. "Anders! I'm sorry to show up like this, but I really need your help. Is there somewhere we can speak privately?"
02-03-2024, 03:18 AM
