Gideon
the priest
Give your heart and soul to charity
'Cause the rest of you
'Cause the rest of you
Amalia certainly painted a sympathetic picture of the Ascended, far more empathetic than any account one would hear from the Order. Gideon listened to it with a genuine interest, wanting to hear what the outside world thought of those that were clear villains within Stormbreak: with the fight ahead, convincing those they needed to, it would be vital information.
"Sounds like a difficult situation." He nodded, unsure of what else to add. Her story didn't really contradict his worldviews: he already knew that many Ascended were trapped tragically within their predicament. It just didn't change anything for him. Sacrifices had to be made for the greater good, and it seemed here they would come in the form of redeemable Ascended. "You must think about what the Gods would say, though."
Purposefully vague, but easy enough for her to work out what he meant. With that said he moved the topic on until they reached the place she needed, Gideon depositing her bags and wishing her well, telling her to come to Stormbreak sometime - though he wondered just what this Demi God would think of their city, it's staunch and harsh views.
If he had been granted such blessings by the Gods, he knew he would not be so soft.
{FIN}
"Sounds like a difficult situation." He nodded, unsure of what else to add. Her story didn't really contradict his worldviews: he already knew that many Ascended were trapped tragically within their predicament. It just didn't change anything for him. Sacrifices had to be made for the greater good, and it seemed here they would come in the form of redeemable Ascended. "You must think about what the Gods would say, though."
Purposefully vague, but easy enough for her to work out what he meant. With that said he moved the topic on until they reached the place she needed, Gideon depositing her bags and wishing her well, telling her to come to Stormbreak sometime - though he wondered just what this Demi God would think of their city, it's staunch and harsh views.
If he had been granted such blessings by the Gods, he knew he would not be so soft.
{FIN}
The best of you, Honey, belongs to me
