User blog comment:Doctor Ibrahim/The Fatekeeper/@comment-27550231-20161118055722/@comment-28358106-20161120004028

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'"Indulge me, then, Champion.  Why would you, the mighty chosen of the dying goddess, desire such a thing?  Can you not ask her for whatever your heart desires?  A prayer, a mewling plea to your heavenly host, and behold!  Fire shall not harm him, death shuns him!  A blade that becomes your tool of choice, a body that cannot die, and the armies of the host at your beck and call.  What would such a trifle bring you?  What does this provide you that your goddess cannot?  Tell me.  Do.  It is the least you can offer me for such a thing." '

He steeples his fingers as he takes an amused tone.