The Veiled Proprietor

Aerialia couldn't shake the feeling that Orion had somehow managed to encounter another god; that alone was enough to set her thoughts racing. It seemed ridiculous, but she couldn't dismiss the possibility.

Noticing Aerialia's gaze and hearing her question, Orion cleared his throat and began to explain all the events that had occurred that night. After he finished, he waited for Aerialia to absorb his words and fully process the information.

"So you're saying that all of this happened just this night?" Aerialia asked, her voice tinged with scepticism.

Orion nodded. "Yes," he responded.

"My goodness, are you guys cursed or something?" Aerialia said, shaking her head with a long, sharp exhale escaping her lips.

Orion smiled wryly when he heard Aerialia's words. Though he could understand what Aerialia was thinking about, that didn't mean he had an answer to her question.