something broke in the World that day when the Seer died. you rerolled your Native Title and cannot help but feel it every second of your waking time.
You’ve felt all sorts of emotions from the whisperings. Anger, contentment, fear, disappointment… For all that, though, this is the first time you felt one in mourning.
You’re not surprised, though. Vitt was a very powerful Space cadet. The World loved him. You wonder how you can, exactly, comfort it. And it has to be you. Not like anyone else is in as close a position that you are. You’re a Bane of Space, native and current, with quite a few sessions under your belt.
You play through your session as best you can, not doing anything that would hurt your standing with the World. It feels like if you did, then She’d run out of the room crying. Metaphorically, but still. When you make the Frog, though, and put it in the pond and watch it grow, it feels like she perks up some.