ADAM
Was there such a thing as comfortable burning, Adam wondered, but didn't ask, suspecting it would be one of those 'you'd only understand if you had it too' things, like how he could now attest to the refreshing bliss of water sliding under your belly scales. "It's really cool, that you can do that." He offered, more genuine than usual; he was truly jealous of those that could use magic. Yes, it meant being cast aside by this place's Gods, but the aesthetics of it all...
Laughing at Deimo's comment about his Life Drain, Adam leaned forward with a cheeky grin. "So I can't be that bad, huh? Still got all my life right in me." He tapped his chest twice and winked before sitting back, glad he'd found a way to talk to the man without having to find out about that specific power first hand.
Possibly stupidly, he'd not yet connected the races of the people he spoke about and their experiences with Attuning. "I guess you're right...still, she must like you now if she made you an Attuned too, right?" He thought back to his conversation with Maea, how sad she'd seemed, how resigned, about being hated by the Old Gods with the exception of Ludo. He wasn't sure how you qualified to be taken into their arms and Attuned, but he hoped her time was coming.
The appraisal of his basket was short but positive enough from Deimos. Adam grinned and spun it on one finger before placing it down next to it's competitor. "So...did I win the bet?"
Laughing at Deimo's comment about his Life Drain, Adam leaned forward with a cheeky grin. "So I can't be that bad, huh? Still got all my life right in me." He tapped his chest twice and winked before sitting back, glad he'd found a way to talk to the man without having to find out about that specific power first hand.
Possibly stupidly, he'd not yet connected the races of the people he spoke about and their experiences with Attuning. "I guess you're right...still, she must like you now if she made you an Attuned too, right?" He thought back to his conversation with Maea, how sad she'd seemed, how resigned, about being hated by the Old Gods with the exception of Ludo. He wasn't sure how you qualified to be taken into their arms and Attuned, but he hoped her time was coming.
The appraisal of his basket was short but positive enough from Deimos. Adam grinned and spun it on one finger before placing it down next to it's competitor. "So...did I win the bet?"
A wasted youth is better by far
Then a wise and productive old age
Base Code by Sky!
