"Legend says that the blood of Viremont was born from the ash of a fallen bird. Despite that, your symbol is that of a snake." Andile slowly said. "Strange right?"
Silas slowly nodded.
He often heard from an old mouth that snakes usually tried to eat the bird's eggs. And the Viremont adored the symbol of such creatures despite them being born from the bird.
Such a strange family. Silas heard about his family's legend but dismissed that in his mind. Whether the legend was true or not, it didn't concern him.
After all, such a legend didn't manifest in the game.
'But this is not a game. This is a breathing world.' Silas reminded himself. Even though he knew that this was not a game, he couldn't help but fall back into the same mindset.
'Think outside of the game.'
"And the symbol was probably born from tradition in your family practice. That is what scholars said and that is what I believed." Andile explained.
