[say]"Oh, I...have rather the history with the Old Gods. Or at least...one of them."[/say] Bastien cringed a little; with the benefit of hindsight, he'd seen how poorly thought out his church had been. [say]"I ah...at the beginning of my life here, I met Safrin and was rather taken aback by meeting a Goddess and one so beautiful, at that. I made...ahh..a church might be a strong name for it, really. But something in her honour - it did not end well."[/say] He laughed, though it was a little less joyful than normal.
It was a miracle he hadn't been smote in his sleep, really.
'Whatever strikes my fancy' was something Bastien could respect, but it didn't really tell him much about Amun's pottery. [say]"Tell me of the last piece you made then. As for myself...I paint what I want to bring out into the light. Whether that is something important and ugly that the world needs to see, or to amplify and honour something beautiful depends on the subject."[/say]
As Amun revealed his gift request he rolled his eyes with an amused scoff. [say]"Any special requests for this dildo, or are you letting them choose the specifics?"[/say]
It was a miracle he hadn't been smote in his sleep, really.
'Whatever strikes my fancy' was something Bastien could respect, but it didn't really tell him much about Amun's pottery. [say]"Tell me of the last piece you made then. As for myself...I paint what I want to bring out into the light. Whether that is something important and ugly that the world needs to see, or to amplify and honour something beautiful depends on the subject."[/say]
As Amun revealed his gift request he rolled his eyes with an amused scoff. [say]"Any special requests for this dildo, or are you letting them choose the specifics?"[/say]
