- Cyrus and Topaz (B)
Topaz: Fodlan baffles me.
Cyrus: Old news, what of it?
Topaz: No, I don't mean that Fodlan is derivative or lacking a soul, but rather, I'm noticing something about the cultural patterns of this continent compared to ours.
Cyrus: What? The fact that all of Fodlan worships one deity figure while everyone else are quashed aside?
Topaz: Religion doesn't work like that. Faith is dynamic and ever changing, just like wind and death. It comes and goes to whoever it pleases.
Cyrus: I mean, Shangri-La worships the structure of government itself as a god and the people running it are replaceable in their eyes.
Topaz: Everything here feels... irregular. Almost as if there's an invisible hand guiding everything, from how people behave to what standards are given to guide them... it's like how one would make a farm.
Cyrus: To be fair, that's how my people view civilizations in general. Better to be takers then the taken from.
Topaz: Hmph, funny. My people do the same, but only because we prefer not to leave any evidence of our existence.
Cyrus: And yet, you're all afraid of dying forgotten.
Topaz: No. To die is to be remembered. Immortalized by the path we chosen to take. To live facing death without fear of the inevitable. But even then, my people faltered.
Cyrus: Is it a bad thing to live rather than die anticlimactically?
Topaz: I guess in your eyes, I am a contrarian.
Cyrus: Eh, humans are complicated. We're too indecisive on what we're going to do now than for the future. Maybe that's why my people keep our goals small: protect the current generation, ensure the next generation grows and prospers, and kill everything that threatens our collective survival. As long as one keeps consistent with those rules, they should be fine. I think.
Topaz: Not so sure yourself?
Cyrus: Like you're the one to talk.