Hill asked hesitantly, "Do you not know who Rose is?"
"I do!" Oaisis answered quickly. "But if I hadn't ignored those elves, none of this would have..."
"Who put such a strange idea into your head?" Hill asked helplessly. "Corellon and Rose have fought across who knows how many worlds. He's been successfully ambushed countless times. Why would you blame yourself?
"Isn't it perfectly normal that you can't be bothered with creatures who don't belong to your world?
"Why worry about him when he doesn't handle the things he should?"
Oaisis said haltingly, "But without my recognition, those mutant silk spiders wouldn't have become a true race."
"In Telashir, more than half the humans want to kill Corellon's own son. Given the chance, even the human gods would strike without hesitation, including William," Hill said calmly. "Corellon knows that himself, but he still works very well with William.
"The Father of Elves certainly has plenty of flaws, but he doesn't readily take his anger out on others, unless you really are secretly trying to screw him over."
"I've seen him," Oaisis said suddenly. "In my inherited memories."
Hill tilted his head in puzzlement. "Hmm?"
"He was fighting Gruumsh, and his face was twisted with ferocity," Oaisis said quietly. "The supreme god of the orcs was frightening too, of course, but with his appearance... any evil deed would seem perfectly natural.
"But Corellon, do you understand... the contrast between his appearance and his behavior made me tremble, even though I was only watching him in a memory.
"And he seemed to have some strange ability. Even though I was watching their battle in my own memories, he still noticed me.
"That look in his eyes was terrifying!"
"When did you see it? Right after you were born?" Hill asked noncommittally.
"How