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!uGYNBMPzOs 03/18/11(Fri)02:10 No.14282501Now, it is your turn to chuckle "As tempted as I am to prove you wrong, I do have other appointments to attend, so you will have to settle for the droll method. We are even as far as smote followers are concerned, I would think that would be enough to end our dispute. If not, I do intend to begin restoring temples back in my native realm, and should you agree to show me no more overt ill will, and not direct your followers towards me past their own mortal designs; I will not place any undue delays on the restoration of your temples." you reply, your tone businesslike and even.
You feel an ice-cold spike lancing through your mind, and the pirate queen before you eases out of her seductive position and returns her face to its natural, cold, uncaring mask "You are more clever than I had expected, Justinian Trentz. Very well, I will agree to your terms, be on your way before i decide to act on the things in your mind." you nod politely, rise from the chair, and make for the deck of the massive ship again. The crew looks confused when you return to the deck, but you ignore them, instead simply stepping off of the edge of the ship.
-----CQ-----
You land in a ruined city, freshly sacked by the look of it. The clamor of battle can still be heard far off in the distance. All of the buildings not sacked and burning are tightly sealed, and you can almost feel the fear pouring off of them. A mountain of a man in black and gray plate armor strides up to you battleaxe slung over his shoulder "A boon was freely offered, yet denied. Is it common in the men of your age to deny gifts, especially such gracious ones?" the god asks in his deep voice, pulling his horned greathelm from his head, revealing a strong, muscular face, framed with wild black hair and a tremendous black beard. |