That was the general impression on the Rachtown docks, anyway—idols with the heads of animals. In the Empire, the worship of gods is considered unbearably primitive, a practice of heretics and barbarians who haven’t yet accepted the teachings of the Blessed One. On Soliton, such matters were mostly not discussed. Olite had never seemed like a particularly religious person, but you never know what someone does in private, and I was hoping not to offend him.
For that matter, it occurs to me, I have no idea what Marvel thinks on the subject of the divine, and whether there are gods of Norlay. Not being a particularly dedicated scholar of the Blessed One, it hadn’t occurred to me to raise the subject. Back in Rachtown, I’d always stayed as far away from the supplicators as possible.
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