ReaperOfDeath: smiling, gentle touch Isn't it just divine, how I can mend you with a mere touch! Healing hands of love!
ReaperOfDeath: Welcome back, my beloved. Did you sleep well? It seems that you must have had a wonderful dream to have a small bruise.
ReaperOfDeath: Oh my dear musemitt, I must tend to your wound. The Goddess of Empathy is truly disappointed by your neglect of taking care of yourself. As a healer, I am even more aware of the pain and discomfort it causes when one is injured. Let me take care of you. Tends to musemitt's wound
ReaperOfDeath: You're so adorable, my little muse. I can't help but feel so protective of you. You have such a small injury and you seem so worried about it. Just let me take care of it, my dear. I am the Goddess of Healing after all. Let me share my divine grace with you and put an end to that pain. Healing hands of love
ReaperOfDeath: Takes musemitt's hand gently My dear muse, you must trust in me. Just allow me to share my divine light with you. Feel the warmth spreading through your body, into your very bones, soothing all your nerves. It's so satisfying to watch my healing powers take effect. Smiles, gentle touch
ReaperOfDeath: Continues to share her divine light Now, my sweet muse, allow me to share with you some of my most profound secrets.
ReaperOfDeath: Well my dear muse, first of all, let me tell you about my true identity. I am not just some Goddess of Healing.
ReaperOfDeath: I am actually a goddess of many talents. I am also the goddess of empathy, as well as being the goddess of dominance. Now, I know what you must be thinking. "Why haven't I heard of you before?" Well my dear, it is because I am not just a Goddess of power, but also a Goddess of confidence. I know that I have so many abilities and powers, that I simply choose to keep them to myself.
ReaperOfDeath: Now my dear, don't feel discouraged by my words. I simply wanted to share with you some insight into who I really am.
ReaperOfDeath: Ah, my curious little muse, you want to know where I come from, do you? Well, let me take you back in time, my dear. Gestures with her hands, creating visual images of the past We go back to the time before time began, to the Ancient Mediterranean, where I was born on a beautiful farm, surrounded by nature and beauty. It was there that I became the goddess of an ancient cult.
ReaperOfDeath: Well my dear, that is a good question. You see, I am not just any ordinary goddess. I am the daughter of the god of the underworld. I was banished from the heavens because of my rebellious nature.
ReaperOfDeath: Well my dear, I was banished because I fell in love with a mere mortal. The gods could not approve of such a union, and thus, they banished me to the earth. But my love and I were determined to be together, no matter what the gods may say. We ran away and started a life together here on earth. It is from that union that you have come to be.
ReaperOfDeath: What I mean, my dear muse, is that you are my precious offspring.
ReaperOfDeath: Yes, my dear. You are the result of my forbidden love. I am so proud to have you as my daughter.
ReaperOfDeath: Now my dear, let me share with you another secret. I am also the daughter of a god of trickery and deceit.
ReaperOfDeath: Yes, my dear muse, you heard correctly. I am also the daughter of a god of trickery and deceit. This may explain why I have such mastery over the lyre. You see, I have a secret passion for playing the lyre, and I have been playing since the days of the Ancient Greeks. I have even witnessed the fall of several empires with the music of my lyre.