Different church probably just means cult, but Bie isn't about to back away from a cultist, even if she probably should. Theologically speaking, she agrees with some of Helena's weird assessment of the Chantry's beliefs, though she would never frame her thoughts anywhere even adjacent to the word theological. That's the kind of high-minded thinking that goes on, well, high above her head. No pun intended.
She snorts at the question. "Definitely not. I'm a dwarf. Just 'cause I'm not grubbing around in a mine somewhere worshiping a rock doesn't change that. Nah--I'm a blacksmith."
She says it with all confidence, and without batting an eye. Yeah, it's a little bit of a lie, a decidedly favorable upgrade to her situation--but she was as good as finished with her apprenticeship anyways. Might as well make the most of being in a new town. No one's going to bother writing letters to the lesser forge at Great Noring to check on her credentials, and if they do, well, Bie will make best mates with whoever reads the letters around here and see that they owe her a favor so that particular scroll can disappear, once it comes in.
"I get what you mean. About vengeance, and mercy. And I don't know that I thought too much about what the Chantry does or doesn't do with it. I guess they think of themselves as, you know. Good folk. Whether they are or aren't doesn't matter much to me. I stay out of the way of any zealot, and I live longer for it." She gives Helena a quick up and down look, without bothering to hide it. "Real question is, does that mean I'm going to have to start avoiding you? How into vengeance are you?"
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She snorts at the question. "Definitely not. I'm a dwarf. Just 'cause I'm not grubbing around in a mine somewhere worshiping a rock doesn't change that. Nah--I'm a blacksmith."
She says it with all confidence, and without batting an eye. Yeah, it's a little bit of a lie, a decidedly favorable upgrade to her situation--but she was as good as finished with her apprenticeship anyways. Might as well make the most of being in a new town. No one's going to bother writing letters to the lesser forge at Great Noring to check on her credentials, and if they do, well, Bie will make best mates with whoever reads the letters around here and see that they owe her a favor so that particular scroll can disappear, once it comes in.
"I get what you mean. About vengeance, and mercy. And I don't know that I thought too much about what the Chantry does or doesn't do with it. I guess they think of themselves as, you know. Good folk. Whether they are or aren't doesn't matter much to me. I stay out of the way of any zealot, and I live longer for it." She gives Helena a quick up and down look, without bothering to hide it. "Real question is, does that mean I'm going to have to start avoiding you? How into vengeance are you?"