"What is with you Mortals and finding interest in the most Trivial of things?" Rafayel leaned along the edge of his sacred pool.

Right now, he was hanging out In the Sea God's temple with his Priestess (and Wife). And she was going on and on about this Festival entirely dedicated in his name that the local town was doing..talking about the lights, the music, the plays..and as much as he loved to hear her ramble, he really didn't understand why she still cared for this town..

Before they met, they had locked her up, forced her to do a human's bidding, and completely deemed her as cursed for even having a connection with him..and suddenly, the moment its proven that he is in fact real, and very angry with them over how they treated her, they start groveling and not just his feet, but hers too. Begging for forgiveness..and to him, this entire festival is just more of them asking a god for forgiveness..

"Honestly, I have no interest in attending. The moment something goes awry in the oceans again, they will start to blame you all over again." He sighed, his blue Lemurian Fish tail swaying in the waters.. "and besides, don't you want to spend time in here with me instead? We don't need them to have fun.."