TM - 121 - Fortune
Apr. 12th, 2006 08:59 amDarius growled, throwing his sword across the tent and practically skewering one of the unfortunate slaves who happened to be standing in its path. “I just overheard one of the men praying to Fortuna for luck. Like that Roman whore would somehow grant him a better fate than he could get praying to one of our own Gods.”
His commander barely batted an eyelash, being used to the occasional bursts of rage from his General. “I wasn’t aware that you favored any of the Gods, Darius, so why does the fact that a man chooses one group over another bother you so badly?”
“The man chooses to pray to a Goddess who is as fickle in her choice of champions as any mortal woman. One moment her grace may shine upon you, but the next she has forsaken you for whoever happens to catch her fancy at that particular moment. Better even to pray to Loki than to deal with attentions like hers.”
“Perhaps, but there are many who would argue that the attentions of the Trickster as just as fickle as that of any woman.”
Darius thought on that for a moment, then slowly nodded. “I suppose you have a point. However, I still want that man flogged for his choice. There will be no worshipping of Roman Gods in this camp. And let it be known as well that the next time I find it happening, heads will roll.”
His commander barely batted an eyelash, being used to the occasional bursts of rage from his General. “I wasn’t aware that you favored any of the Gods, Darius, so why does the fact that a man chooses one group over another bother you so badly?”
“The man chooses to pray to a Goddess who is as fickle in her choice of champions as any mortal woman. One moment her grace may shine upon you, but the next she has forsaken you for whoever happens to catch her fancy at that particular moment. Better even to pray to Loki than to deal with attentions like hers.”
“Perhaps, but there are many who would argue that the attentions of the Trickster as just as fickle as that of any woman.”
Darius thought on that for a moment, then slowly nodded. “I suppose you have a point. However, I still want that man flogged for his choice. There will be no worshipping of Roman Gods in this camp. And let it be known as well that the next time I find it happening, heads will roll.”
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