We are well met, Malice, I am Pennier. Your question is intriguing, I've spent the last few years traveling in darkness, and trying to find my way home. This is the closest I have been in ages, although I have a feeling I shall find it is still a long way off. Perhaps I am not meant to go back, like you I feel as though I have been cast off, and my gods have forsaken me. They certainly have quit listening to me, but maybe I have learned things that make up for that, even if they prevent me from simply walking back into my previous life. Who knows, I could even find something to amuse me here, and stay a while.
*As she speaks a vaguely familiar woman enters the tavern and moves towards the group at the table, and the nymph's eyes follow her intently. As she finishes speaking, she returns her gaze to the angel at her side*
So, what could someone such as you possibly do to anger your god? Or is it a tale you do not wish to share?
*While awaiting the answer to her question, she gently attempts to "touch" Malice's mind, probing for shields as unobtrusively as she has learned how. Those were lessons well memorized, and none but the strongest and self-aware would feel her intrusion. She is not attempting to learn anything, is merely testing the other's defenses.*

Before we start cloning humans, we need to ask ourselves a crucial question. If you push your naked clone off a skyscraper, would it be: a) murder; b) suicide; c) making an obscene clone fall?
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