"You've only been given a little training with it," he tried, knowing it was his last argument, and a weak one at that.
"I have faith that this is the right path, Father. I don't think that I was brought on this quest just because of the scepter. I think the gods have more for me to do yet."
He knew that most adults would tell her that she was sounding silly, but he knew better. There had been cases in the past of the gods choosing someone, and teaching them whatever they needed to know. The gods would be at their weakest for a while, but he supposed that would not have to stop them.
"Of course. When will you go?" he asked.
"Some of the townsfolk have offered to supply me with some basic gear, including a little bit of armor. They said they'd need a couple of days."
"I will bless you before I leave," he offered.
"I would like that, Father. For tonight, let's both get some well deserved rest--in mattresses, nonetheless!" She smiled a happy and confident smile. He liked seeing it on her face. He nodded and they both headed to their rooms.
