“I have spoken with you long, mother. I have asked of you much and you have answered me most graciously. With this final question, I do take my leave. What one singular task can I perform to be of the greatest service to you?”

The Night leaned in and whispered in a voice as soft as a thunderclap, as calm as a summer storm, and as blinding as a dead star. “Ignore every word I have said.”

Verse 18, stanza 9, the Book of Moons; details a conversation between the Night and the Girl with the Red Scarf.

Due to this nature, Rudri is not a god that interacts with followers normally. Rudri does not select avatars and champions. Rudri’s avatars are merely catalysts and products of change. At the current moment most Avatars are sapient beings simply because the possibility of thought makes so much more chance possible than an equivalent hunk of meat. If every sapient being were to end then Rudri would be a bag of sand, or a swirl of air, or the currents of magma calderas. Rudri ceases to exist only when existence itself ceases to exist.

Everyone and everything is Rudri because there is nothing that does not change and does not have possibilities. Some are simply more Rudri than others.

Rudri, or rather the most Rudri, is currently a person who is worshipped as Tenebrus by those followers closest to her.