Vivien stopped her furious pacing when Kerin unexpectedly appeared in front of her and asked her to calm down. She stared at then at the god, very unsure whether she wanted to tell her story or not. But when Kerin insisted, pointing out that it was her question, Vivien relented, albeit somewhat reluctantly.
"Fine, I will answer your question," she stated as she sat down in her oak and leather highbacked chair and summonsed herself a new glass of wine.
"I honestly don't even know where to begin," she confessed with a tiny frown as she took a sip from her goblet and took a moment to herself.
"Connloath has become a hellscape for mages and magic users. A huge hypocritical hellscape run by a bunch of power-hungry clergy that use magic to find magic users to "deal" them," she explained as she gripped her goblet.
"The clergy have ripped children away from their parents if the child is suspected of being a mage, forbidden mages to have children, forced mages to wear the symbol of the church of their clothes... marked them even," she told Kerin, disgust in her voice.
"And it has gotten worse over the years too, so much so that The House of DelaWyntr has had
to actively denounce magic users to save own kind," she grimaced.