"Healer, Crafter, Fighter, Hunter," she says, rattling off their primary domains in a way that would absolutely make the priests wince. It's all more complicated than that, each of those domains encompass more than a one-word description quite conveys. Vena doesn't really feel like describing or defending a religion she basically thinks has some nice elements but is probably some kind of metaphor that Lashan is a little too into, but she does mention her favorite aspect. "Fighter's always a girl. The Twins are from the plains and girls fight there as good as men. Like my master."

She doesn't want to be a fighter herself but it's nice to think that she could be, if she did and called on Her. Assuming She answered. Crafter hasn't in any clear way yet. Everyone's kind of vague on how the Twins respond, if they do.

Owls start to call in the gloom. Vena scratches a bug bite. "If I could kinda... let you borrow a sword, for the nights, you'd give it back, right? And you'd have to not let anyone see it."