full moon rising on the waters of my soul
Amun had been asked to do a lot of really fucking weird and dangerous things by voices in his head that he hadn’t asked for and didn’t particularly want there. He was getting sick and tired of the gods of Caido jerking him around, and while maybe angry was not the best state of mind for him to be going into this, he missed his old land and was just pissed enough to do something reckless. Besides, his relationship with the moon god from his world hadn’t been so completely one-sided. So, while it was all well and good to order him about, and bring him here for unknown reasons, and transform him into an Ascended…
Okay, maybe it wasn’t all well and good. He strode into the Temple, his steps a bit heavier and more forceful than he realized, and stood before the altar. ”So. I don’t know if any of you are listening. But if you are, I’d love some answers about exactly what is going on around here.” Not his most eloquent, but hey, he wasn’t feeling in a humble or faithful mood. Besides, he felt he'd been a good little servant so far, given everything.
Okay, maybe it wasn’t all well and good. He strode into the Temple, his steps a bit heavier and more forceful than he realized, and stood before the altar. ”So. I don’t know if any of you are listening. But if you are, I’d love some answers about exactly what is going on around here.” Not his most eloquent, but hey, he wasn’t feeling in a humble or faithful mood. Besides, he felt he'd been a good little servant so far, given everything.
amun
