"Especially when you'd be leading a pariah region," Fox murmurs with a wry smile directed down at the bracelet that is slowly forming between his fingers. "It's hard enough getting people to live there, let alone lead the place." Who knows, maybe things will change in the future? He doesn't count on it, though.
As for the differences, the hunter can only roll his shoulders in a shrug. "Just something to shake off the old reputation would be nice. I think most people still believe the Ascended and the Voice are going to creep out of the woodwork at any moment." And he doesn't bother trying to hide the disdain in his voice at the mention of the race or the goddess, either.
Threading the last of the obsidian onto the twine and fastening it carefully around his wrist, Fox seems mildly surprised at his own efforts, nodding internal approval.
As for the differences, the hunter can only roll his shoulders in a shrug. "Just something to shake off the old reputation would be nice. I think most people still believe the Ascended and the Voice are going to creep out of the woodwork at any moment." And he doesn't bother trying to hide the disdain in his voice at the mention of the race or the goddess, either.
Threading the last of the obsidian onto the twine and fastening it carefully around his wrist, Fox seems mildly surprised at his own efforts, nodding internal approval.
welcome to the desecration, baby
we built you up and we'll tear you right down
