"And so then," Mulaghesh rages--the thing that had once been Mulaghesh, anyway; Shara finds it useful to address this entity as her old friend--"these ghosts tell me that if Voortya's dead, and I'm here, they're going to address me as Voortya and follow me into battle and try to shore up their damned afterlife while they're at it! Now tell me, what am I supposed to do about that?"
Shara had more questions than answers, but she decided her favored earthly approach could hardly hurt the situation when gods were involved. "Cup of tea?"
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"And so then," Mulaghesh rages--the thing that had once been Mulaghesh, anyway; Shara finds it useful to address this entity as her old friend--"these ghosts tell me that if Voortya's dead, and I'm here, they're going to address me as Voortya and follow me into battle and try to shore up their damned afterlife while they're at it! Now tell me, what am I supposed to do about that?"
Shara had more questions than answers, but she decided her favored earthly approach could hardly hurt the situation when gods were involved. "Cup of tea?"