It's weird to me... how easily my friends slip into the influence of such strange powers. Deities, and dead things, and weapons, all communing with them on a regular basis...
Am I wrong to be afraid of the staff I got from the hoard? To hold myself back from it? Maybe even the crossbow, it felt like it called to me back in Valkour. Is it cowardice that keeps me back from them? My friends are all changing, are they really okay with it? Is it a good thing?
Should I just give in?