LUDO
”Well past that point,” Ludo murmured, gazing down at the word as Remi spelled it out - spelled what they had both known he always would. Absently, it reached out to draw in the sand as well, adding a small and petulant frowny face next to it. ”Astute of you, to come to me of your own accord, before being asked.” With a smile, it added fangs to the frowny face and sat back again, cross-legged, eyes on the waves.”Your role is one of mercy,” it said quietly. ”That is what I made of you. That is all I ask of you. There are other tools that I may use to deal with the Ascended.” Perhaps it was intended to ruffle Remi’s pride, to make him feel unnecessary to Ludo in this matter. Or perhaps the god was offering him precisely what Remi always wanted - the opportunity to not get involved.
