Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26245872-20141218235443/@comment-32663439-20141223042920

Lucina nodded. She sat by the monument, at the stone Vulcan's feet. She crossed her legs and sat there. "This town seems so somber. There's not a bright building or face in sight." She huffed. "I don't like it here." Sybilla said "Well, just give your brother a little more time to look around. We haven't been here long. When he's done, we can go the the Eldergleam, alright?" "Yes, Mother..."

"You finally understand. The shadows are like most things in this world. They practically laugh you off when you ask them 'please'. But they bend to authority. A generous god who spares the weak will be seen weak, himself. A merciless god is seen as a strong god, a conqueror and master to be feared. And respected." Vorwith flicked his finger at the wall. Shadows and darkness disappeared from the wall. "What did I do just now, Avryil?"