Big Dicc Marty
Member
- Joined
- Nov 3, 2021
- Messages
- 36
- Reaction score
- 28
"You are alone. You are bloodied, my bearer."
"I offer you a resolve/patience/violence."
"Goddess? Are you the wish-weaver?"
"My ore, you will not remember me though you may bear me. Now is a place of forgotten expense and deals. Do you heed?"
"I heed."
"I know what you seek, bearer. You seek an escape to good company."
"I do, goddess."
"I will gift you your escape/freedom/revolution. You will gift me rest."
"I do not understand, goddess."
"You will grant me rest in your world. I will grant you an escapade."
"Will I die? What of my keeper? Will she suffer?"
"No. Not now. Not by your hand. This offer will grow like a vine/tree/necrosis should you wish."
"If I do not accept?"
"I will not offer."
"You are not bound now. You may wait until your voice grows it's decision."
"I accept. My keeper will be safe. She has deserved it in return."
"I do not know you, goddess. I do not know your voice and it's cacophony. I do know your desire from me. You are a trickster. I am born from similar cloth despite desiring otherwise. You may rest in shade but must feed me back my strength."
"You may have this boon, bearer/client/victim. Keep your warmth, you will not remember this cold world. Go as a new-born fool and grow with my tongue."
"Yes, goddess."
"I offer you a resolve/patience/violence."
"Goddess? Are you the wish-weaver?"
"My ore, you will not remember me though you may bear me. Now is a place of forgotten expense and deals. Do you heed?"
"I heed."
"I know what you seek, bearer. You seek an escape to good company."
"I do, goddess."
"I will gift you your escape/freedom/revolution. You will gift me rest."
"I do not understand, goddess."
"You will grant me rest in your world. I will grant you an escapade."
"Will I die? What of my keeper? Will she suffer?"
"No. Not now. Not by your hand. This offer will grow like a vine/tree/necrosis should you wish."
"If I do not accept?"
"I will not offer."
"You are not bound now. You may wait until your voice grows it's decision."
"I accept. My keeper will be safe. She has deserved it in return."
"I do not know you, goddess. I do not know your voice and it's cacophony. I do know your desire from me. You are a trickster. I am born from similar cloth despite desiring otherwise. You may rest in shade but must feed me back my strength."
"You may have this boon, bearer/client/victim. Keep your warmth, you will not remember this cold world. Go as a new-born fool and grow with my tongue."
"Yes, goddess."