K: "Dame Alban has spent the last half-century experimenting with alternatives to the skeletal phase of a Craftwoman's late life."
A: "So she turned herself into a statue?"
A: "All of those statues, on the walls and everything..."
K: "Any one could host her."
A: "They weren't all women."
K: "What made you think Dame Alban was?"
Dialogue between Lady Kevarian and Priest Abelard, Three Parts Dead, Max Gladstone.
I admitted to rolling my eyes when I first read the term "Faithpunk" on a post some time in the past week or so, here on G+. Slap words together, make genres!
Yeah, well, now I love it; the book - so far - is great, the characterization of the characters (awkward that was, to type) is great, the setting and history and rules and...well, hey, it also deals with faith and gods, with some great mechanics thrown in. It's all done, too, well enough to draw you into wanting to know more about how it all works and fits together, why things are the way they are, and the story is good to boot.
I love the treatment of the characters and their motivations, I love the points all over the place where characters are challenged in their world views and even with different worlds and different views, there's parallels aplenty for us - like the one above - to underline prejudices and absurdities.