I reread the Sky Weaver and I need an epilogue of Eris just being the most unhinged god ever. Like people from all over make pilgrimages to the Star Isles to see the Skyweaver’s home, the scrin, the tower etc just to find that the goddess of souls they worship is some random teleporting, one-handed 20 year old who had to be pardoned in multiple countries for theft, piracy and countless other crimes, who has probably made out with her girlfriend (the sorta-princess/second in line to the throne of Firgaard) in more places than she should’ve and will refer to the most famous festival in the Isles (which is a homage to her mother and also her birthday) as a “drunken orgy” to anyone who asks.
Give me goddess Eris who loves that every rumour about the Skyweaver that people say is made up is actually true bc her life has truly been that unhinged.















