Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20190516025150/@comment-30014014-20190519203647

The incondescent rift swirls and moves about, mimicking the fluidity of water. The part that sought belief in her words instead came from its counterpart, the bright mote who had shrunk in a ponderation. as expected, however, it weights her words as no more than doubtful "So, you're saying someone somehow managed to pull the rug under your god's feet? And you come only now to speak of this because...? I mean, really, I'm sure there were plenty of opportunities to come speaking about. Instead, you decide to come here! Now! While we're stranded in your territory! Isolated! In the aftermath of some intrusion attempt! But, no...this is supposed to somehow quell my judgement about your sudden conveniance of presence!"