Gideon
the priest
Give your heart and soul to charity
'Cause the rest of you
'Cause the rest of you
Gideon grinned at Amalia's voice, her enthusiasm absolutely appreciated: she seemed like a great candidate for an ally to the Order. Close with the Gods, even to Vi, and so eager to see their city. "Of course. I do a brief tour of the capitals every few weeks or so, so if you wanted to come, find me and you can come back to Stormbreak. I'll show you everything - even the secret parts of the temple." He nudged her with his elbow, winking with the warm promise that spoke of a father offering some extra candy.
He wasn't surprised to see the change in her at the topic switch; no one with a moral heart liked to think of those that had fallen, after all. Gideon listened patiently to what she had to say of the Ascended, but he couldn't help the soft laugh at the question that came after. "No, we don't. We are not so much interested in saving the Ascended as defeating them. Once someone's soul has been touched by that kind of evil...it corrupts, other time. No matter who they once were, like a deep illness, it poisons their body and mind. Do you know what I mean?"
He wasn't surprised to see the change in her at the topic switch; no one with a moral heart liked to think of those that had fallen, after all. Gideon listened patiently to what she had to say of the Ascended, but he couldn't help the soft laugh at the question that came after. "No, we don't. We are not so much interested in saving the Ascended as defeating them. Once someone's soul has been touched by that kind of evil...it corrupts, other time. No matter who they once were, like a deep illness, it poisons their body and mind. Do you know what I mean?"
The best of you, Honey, belongs to me
