To the root

[Anastasia]

"What does it change?" Delaize says, "How are you different?" He speaks softly, but his attention focuses on you, sharp.

[Iron Dragoon]

"Everything that were my goals and passions are... more of a part of me. They're less goals and more... the driving core of who I am now. Like... Curiosity. It's easy to be curious about things, and wanting to know more. Now, instead of simply wanting to know, I have to know. It's become a core part of why I exist."

[Anastasia]

"You have to know?" Delaize asks, "How?" He considers a moment, head forward as he considers it.

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa shrugs, "Hard to describe. It's like... thirst or hunger, in a way. It's always there, lurking in the back of your mind. Go a few days without it, and it becomes a need that you can't ignore. That's not exactly it, but it's as close as I can think of."

[Anastasia]

"A compulsion," Delaize speculates. "So Selune couldn't stop being the moon?"

Half a statement, half a question, really, Delaize's voice introspective.

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa chuckles, "Absolutely not. It'd like me telling you to simply choose to stop being human or mortal. To just change your mind on it."

[Anastasia]

"You are what you are. A statement of philosophical certainty." Delaize murmurs softly, "Your own nature is your own justification. The story of the Glasae Queen. It is said that she was born because she desired to exist, and thus came to be."

[Iron Dragoon]

I don't recall anything about that story.

[Anastasia]

Feel free to make an K:N check or simply ask Delaize.

[Iron Dragoon]

K:N/Bibliotheca:

Take 10 for 81.

[Anastasia]

It is said the Glasae Queen is the Empress of the Fey Marches, banished there by Queen Titania. Legends whisper she was born of her own will to exist and came into the world as she is now.

[Iron Dragoon]

"In a way, I suppose. Though how you have will before existence, I'm not sure. But the fey are always strange. What else do you want to know?"

[Anastasia]

"What is it like to do the matters of the Gods?" Delaize inquires.

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa snorts, "I've only be raised recently. I haven't had any 'matters of the Gods' to deal with that I wasn't already involved in. Clergy hasn't started forming yet, and my divine influence over things are less actively recognizable on the planes than most. I govern knowledge, exploration, and potential. None of those are easily measurable. From the contact I've had of other Gods dealing with things it's either world ending or seemingly oddly petty, to my view."

[Anastasia]

"Petty?" Delaize murmurs. Then, carefully, "What matters like that are petty?"