what the fuck did I say?

what the fuck did I say?

Roland Posts: 230

Aurora Basin Phantom atk: 7.5 | def: 10 | dam: 2.5

Stallion :: Unicorn :: 16 hh :: 8 yrs HP: 60.0 | Buff: NOVICE

Glo

#13

04-10-2017, 02:23 AM

you're a fraud and you know it
but it's too good to throw it all away

The Gods always seemed unable to resist an ostentatious entrance.

The crude message written across the sky did not necessarily come as a surprise to Roland, but the resounding crack of thunder that announced the Spark’s arrival was enough to jolt him right out of his skin. Lightning bathed the land around him in a startling, stark white, flickering across the mountains like a blue flame before it vanished in a hiss of sparks, leaving only the God of Time’s sentiment to ignite the atmosphere.

The Phantom could not vouch for Rikyn’s capabilities, could not say with certainty whether he would fall into a role of leadership with ease and little effort, or falter under the weight of such responsibilities. Roland would not bow to a God’s judgement based on rank alone, for he had come to learn they were beings just as flawed as those they ruled over, but he had come to like the young stallion already. With luck, they would see peace and prosperity with him and Tiamat at their helm.

As always, when a deity is involved, a crowd had begun to congregate beneath the writing in the sky. A chorus of congratulations echoed across the flats as they gathered, Rikyn at their center. Roland saw Lena moving about the masses, his gaze automatically gravitating towards her dark form, and he made his way in her direction with a spring in his step. There might have been a time when he would have stood in awe of the deity, felt honoured to be in his presence, but he had grown beyond the teachings of his childhood home; he had learned of, and witnessed, some of their failures and follies, and would be disillusioned no longer. His gaze did not return to the writing in the sky, nor the lingering presence of the Spark God himself. Instead he drew up alongside Lena, reaching out to gently press his nose against her neck in greeting, before he settled his gaze upon their newly crowned Lord.

"Congratulations, Rikyn!"

sometimes you even fool yourself a bit