Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20170103080604/@comment-28358106-20170107025958

Victivius laughs slowly.

"You should not like me, Champion.  I do not demand love with reverence.  Fear is far more palpable."

He gestures. ' "I have not come to you.  You have come to me.  Your despair and your sorrow are the keys that have opened you to my beckoning, your heart wandering from the path.  You asked, and I answered, and here you are.  But why?" '

He points. ' "You are here because a truth gnaws at your heart.  Your family lies dead, in direct defiance to every promise made to you by the withered goddess.  She sets an impossible task before you, and turns from you when you ask a simple happiness.  Thus, she has ripped it away in jealousy.  You had laid too much love at the feet of your beloved, and this she would not stand for.  She pulls you along like a puppet, snipping the strings that support you when they inconvenience her." '

'"You hunger for something she cannot give..." '

He opens his arms. '"...But I can." '