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I Will Cut It Short - Caiside - 04-24-2019
Caiside wasn’t sure why he was bothering following the same path to the glade again. None of his prayers so far had gone how he had wanted, or even expected. The Gods here were not what he expected, not what he knew how to answer. Of course the Gods where he came from were fickle, and prone to fits of passion and impossible to understand fancies, but there were rules. He didn’t know what they were here.
With a sigh, Caiside set down his bag, clearing a space on the ground where he could kneel, and set up his offerings. While he was growing weary of this song and dance, his offerings were, as always, as quality as he could manage. A crown, made of scavenged silver metal by his own hand, seven thorns rising up from its circumference, moons decorating the spaces between them. On its inner rim a prayer in his native tongue was carefully etched, a hope for prosperity and kind eyes on him. Caiside set it down on a mossy space reverently, using his sleeve to wipe away any blemishes from its surface, then knelt down.
Stripping off his robes and shirt, Caiside knelt down, reaching into his bag for one last thing. A blade, shiny and newly sharpened, made specifically for this purpose. This was the last way to curry favour he knew. The blade went into his hand easily, moving along a thin scar from the few other times he’d resorted to this. [say]”It’s not gold anymore, and I apologize.”[/say] He began, closing his hand and squeezing it into the circle of the crown. [say]”But that is one of the things I am looking to regain. Or at least.... some shade of that.”[/say] Caiside clasped his hands together above his head, then tipped his head back, looking to the skies. [say]”I simply.... I miss what I was. I miss what I did. I want to be a part of something again.”[/say]