Chapter 4-F: Luskan (Southbank)
"Mn... fractured outlooks within a given faith are far from uncommon, especially when a deity is perceived to hold a somewhat neutral stance themselves. Waukeen is the goddess of commerce; she smiles upon the act of business and trade, no matter if it is above or below the table. Her ire is raised when one stifles commerce but she approves equally of both honest and illicit trade." Mallory added to the topic with a nod of consideration. Indeed, those who followed the golden goddess herself were just as likely to be merchants as they were smugglers.
As Father Mathur spoke of lofty ideals such as spiritual enlightenment, Mallory couldn't help but feel a sense of dismay within the pit of her stomach. She kept it from showing in her expression so as not to offend, but she didn't truly believe his generous interpretation of the destructive side of Auril's faithful to be true. Not after what she had seen herself, of both the likes of Sephek Kaltro, and of the Frostmaiden herself in the apparent flesh. Mathur himself seemed a merciful sort at heart. That even he confessed that he would have offered comfort against the cold in the previously discussed hypothetical spoke well to his character, Mallory felt, even if it was an apparent contradiction to his faith. That even the most benign worship of Auril seemingly necessitated some level of dissonance with the very core of human nature - compassion - was not something she could accept so easily.
"You've given me much to think on, Father, and for that I am truly grateful. Your earnestness and perspective have been very enlightening; while I don't yet know how to reconcile everything within my own thoughts, I do believe I've gained a measure of certainty thanks to you." In that much, the young noble was genuine and afforded the priest a grateful smile. "That said, if you would permit me one last hypothetical for the sake of your insight:
A village is caught in the depths of an intense winter. It has gone on unseasonably long and only grows colder with each passing day, defying the usual order of the seasons. The villagers fear Auril has become angered and seek to appease her. They all agree that, for the survival of the community, they must make increasingly costly sacrifices, suffering greatly from the cold and their own efforts to assuage the goddess' presumed wrath. Ultimately, the villagers decide to take truly drastic measures. Each night, they draw straws and the loser is put to death as a blood sacrifice to Auril. This goes on time and time again, with more villagers being killed. The community they hope to save dwindles, yet the winter persists. As far as any can tell, the villagers are doomed yet they persist in their efforts.
One day, as yet another villager is about to be sacrificed in Auril's name, a brother and sister arrive. The siblings disagree on what is happening before them. The brother is outraged by what he perceives as barbarism and interferes with the sacrifice, sparing the villager's life and instead putting himself to work with the villagers, in hopes of finding an alternative to ease their suffering and avoid further killings.
The sister, however, feels Auril is not to be denied her promised due. She takes it upon herself to carry out the sacrifice in secret - she ambushes the spared villager, slaying him in his own home. Not only does she kill the man who was to be sacrificed, but his family as well, even though they were not part of the deal. With her bloody work done, she vanishes into the night and leaves the slaughter in her wake."
A grim scenario indeed, and one that still made Mallory's heart ache to think on. She habitually ran her gloved fingertips over the simple button stitched onto her collar as her recollection of that awful sight Astre brought her sat at the fore of her thoughts. "In such a situation, which sibling bears merit or fault? The brother interferes, but he commits himself to the village's suffering as well. The sister performs the sacrifice, but she takes more than was promised and leaves the village to its fate. How do you feel Auril would judge them for their actions?"