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Hold me 'cause I'm sure I'm hated
Promises, they are overrated Wait just a while, while I'm Leaving the Falls behind had been a difficult decision, but with rumor of the strange, other-worldly Gods entering the land and attacking all, curiosity finally got the best of me. No longer could I stand idly by, and with the promise of a safe and quick return, I'd set off. What it was that drew me here, to this place much further south than I could recall Helovia ever stretching, I didn't know. But there was no denying that there was something, and just as I began to survey this strange, new, desert-like land, a portal was ripped open, and from it, stepped the God of the Sun. Unknowingly I'd held my breath, until recognition took over and I exhaled heavily. The God had seemed almost impatient when I'd met him previously, which now, felt like so long ago. I had yet to finish the quest he'd tasked me with, and mentally I kicked myself; I had all that I needed save for the metal brackets of my armor, and needed only to seek out a forger of the Dragon's Throat to craft them before I sought the God out. ... For armor, at least. 'Just another mortal' I might be, but I couldn't help but wonder, what on earth was going on? I had to ask. Calmly I approached, Suli and Merlin flanking me as they looked on at the God with wide, wondrous gazes. Neither of them had ever been in the presence of a deity, and although cautious, both seemed incredibly curious and interested in the flaming patron of the Throat. Could they, too, feel the intensity of his power? Of his presence alone? Coming to a halt, I dipped my head, and bent a single knee before him. "My Lord," I spoke softly as I straightened once more, lifting my eyes to the God's own. A warrior of the Falls I might be, but I would always be a servant to the Sun. For as old as I was, I felt completely awkward here and now, standing before him -- how was I to act? Would the things I thought were respectful be taken as annoying, or even profane? "What is this place?" I continued boldly, and hoped that he might not smite me where I stood. [Anyone feel free to do anything and everything to Des ;D] Drowning in denial |
You may attack and use magic on Des at any time for any reason.
HP: 66.5
