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03-19-2017, 01:08 AM
ÖDE
[Please don't take sour Ode personal!]
They are gathered once more, and Öde manages to make a more timely arrival, fully geared up this time - he can't help but steal a look for Wessex in memory of the last meeting. He's near his cousin as usual; the stallion is perhaps his only friend in this entire herd. Öde has managed to make connections elsewhere, but even those bonds are few, having spent most of his childhood embodied by a wraith, and his young adulthood rotting as a corpse. He surely knows how to put his daylight hours to good use.
Such facts linger in his mind when it isn't his name, yet again, that is shuffled beside the honor of Haruspex. No, once more he is but a Disciple, a mere servant of a horse he doesn't know. He can't help but shoot this Cassius a baleful glare, wondering if the man has ever even seen their god, much less spoken to him, like Öde has. Or was this newcomer there when the strange gods delved into their world, was he there to slay them as Öde was (admittedly Öde did more masturbating than slaying...)? He snorts, contemptuous, if only because he doesn't like to lose, to be forced to accept the fragile mortality and the lesser quality of it in any manner. So though Öde knows why he is once again subjected to such inferiority (the Queens do not know him, how could they after a year's absence?), it does little to ease the bite of failure.
Öde catches Erebos' eye and the almost ever-present smile his kin harbors. It eases the stiffness from his own foul features, and he is reminded once more of the manners he's been schooled on time and time again. One day the charm will stick.
He listens to the rest of the announcements with half a heart, and at the mention of the electric wolves another worm of jealousy burrows into his heart. He was there when they were first handed this quest, was anyone else? He couldn't remember now, but it was certainly interesting to hear they hadn't progressed after all this time. Well, he'd just have to prove himself by doing more work than Cassius, make them regret their choice.
It was Ashamin all over again.
They are gathered once more, and Öde manages to make a more timely arrival, fully geared up this time - he can't help but steal a look for Wessex in memory of the last meeting. He's near his cousin as usual; the stallion is perhaps his only friend in this entire herd. Öde has managed to make connections elsewhere, but even those bonds are few, having spent most of his childhood embodied by a wraith, and his young adulthood rotting as a corpse. He surely knows how to put his daylight hours to good use.
Such facts linger in his mind when it isn't his name, yet again, that is shuffled beside the honor of Haruspex. No, once more he is but a Disciple, a mere servant of a horse he doesn't know. He can't help but shoot this Cassius a baleful glare, wondering if the man has ever even seen their god, much less spoken to him, like Öde has. Or was this newcomer there when the strange gods delved into their world, was he there to slay them as Öde was (admittedly Öde did more masturbating than slaying...)? He snorts, contemptuous, if only because he doesn't like to lose, to be forced to accept the fragile mortality and the lesser quality of it in any manner. So though Öde knows why he is once again subjected to such inferiority (the Queens do not know him, how could they after a year's absence?), it does little to ease the bite of failure.
Öde catches Erebos' eye and the almost ever-present smile his kin harbors. It eases the stiffness from his own foul features, and he is reminded once more of the manners he's been schooled on time and time again. One day the charm will stick.
He listens to the rest of the announcements with half a heart, and at the mention of the electric wolves another worm of jealousy burrows into his heart. He was there when they were first handed this quest, was anyone else? He couldn't remember now, but it was certainly interesting to hear they hadn't progressed after all this time. Well, he'd just have to prove himself by doing more work than Cassius, make them regret their choice.
It was Ashamin all over again.
I have become DEATH
the destroyer of worlds.
image creditsthe destroyer of worlds.
Be aware active magic doesn't work in his vicinity due to his magic!
62.5/62.5 HPHelovia Hard Mode
