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Nymeria's expression changed and her posture adjusted to be more respectful when she learned she was speaking with Kurn. When she was a young girl her father had taken her to Arkengthan and introduced her to the various gods. She had always liked Kurn. She found the majority of her father's court as either petty, cruel, manipulative, or a combination of. She saw Kurn as different. He wanted to guide mankind but he didn't curse people of find amusement in their suffering.

"I apologize for my rudeness." She said as she tried the Stat Tear. "Wow! I knew my semi-divine body was craving something more than mortal alcohaul. This stuff is amazing." The demigod quickly drank as much forge drink as she could without seeming rude. "It's not suprising father wants me to do some other heroic task. I haven't heard from him about it yet though. I trust your judgement more than father's. Is this something actually worth doing that will actually help people or it is it just another grab at power and glory?"