"Hmm, if we're counting after, then I think... seven? Eight? Time kinda gets weird when you're moving between worlds." Still a relatively short lifespan to experience as much as she had. When the other confirmed that they, too, had faced death, Enya smirked at her. She wasn't surprised at the brute of a wolf had succeeded in Tsillah's trial. Ida inquired about Tsillah and she quickly fell into eager storytelling. Tsillah was her favorite thing to talk about - besides herself of course. "Tsillah is the Goddess of Death. She is the One who decides if our Wills are strong enough to be reborn. If we succeed, you get another chance at life, though it may not always be in the way you would expect. If your Will is weak" Enya spat the word when she said it, "then it is devoured."
She paused for a moment to let that point sink in. "There is also a false God that some believe in. Ohr is what they call him, the God of Life. Their followers, Verdantis, they promote his beliefs because he says that all Wills are deserving." It was clear the distaste she felt both towards Verdantis and their God they chose to worship. "I've never heard of fiery pits as an ending, but I'd rather believe that Tsillah will consume my Will should I ever grow weak than to believe I could go on living my life without ever knowing what I was able to achieve with Her motivation driving me."
Ida's surprise at her shocking revelation of who she was pleased Enya thoroughly. She grinned and joined Ida in another round of laughter. Enya's invitation to join Duskorna hadn't immediately been rejected, either. Perhaps she'd be able to share several more laughs with Ida, back at home. Even better, Ida was eager to join her on a hunt, stretching in anticipation. She liked her attitude, she decided.
It was even more interesting to hear about geysers and the shapeshifer she'd found up there. "I haven't been to the geysers yet, no." She made a mental note to go and visit it sometime. "I've not encountered a shapeshifter, either. What was that like?" She looked Ida over from her angle, not bothering to hide it. She looked for fresh scars. "And what happened to the whelp you mentioned? I'd be worried to leave a child on its own this far north with winter coming." Enya stretched and turned to start moving on, pausing to linger and let the conversation between her and Ida continue. She intended to walk and talk as she looked for signs of the beast she'd heard was rumored to be in the area, a cliff stalker.
OoC: Note for me so I don't forget:
Cliff Stalkers
Appearance: Large, feline-like creatures with long, sinewy bodies, tufted ears, and eyes that glow faintly in the dark. Their fur is a blend of browns and grays, allowing them to blend seamlessly into the rocky environment.
Abilities: These predators are masters of stealth, able to blend into shadows and climb vertical rock faces with ease. They can camouflage to cloak their selves and create illusions to increase their odds of hunting. They often hunt in pairs or trios.