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The mer lay silently in his pool, considering Amber's words. "That is a wise point of view, Initiate, but remember this: as necromancers, we are Aethernians. We follow this path and none other. As you become more powerful and spread our faith and dark arts, the Gods will take notice and will bother with you." He paused, letting his words sink in. "Ofcourse, there is but a small chance you will ever become powerful enough for that to happen, but if you do, you wished you had paid them more hommage than you do now."
The mer rose up and sat in his pool. "Jalat you say? There are many who share the same faith in this city. This cult has Jorel as it's prime deity however, although we have a fairly lenient policy on this matter. Just be sure never to mention your prime deity anywhere from now on, 'an Aeternian' will do." Airbeal left in the middle which god he primarily followed.
Before the actual training would begin, there were more things Aribeal wished to know. "Very well, now let us speak of duty. Tell me Amber, what do you know of this cult and how do you think you may serve it?"
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