Gideon
the priest
Give your heart and soul to charity
'Cause the rest of you
'Cause the rest of you
"When I was younger, all the usual questions." Gideon took on a humble, nostalgic smirk, thinking back to the anxieties of youth and all he had once sought to know from the Gods he now served for nothing more than the joy of it. "How it was to die, what would happen when I got there, how souls are formed...now, though...we usually discuss how to deal with the Ascended, though I find that Ludo also has the most patience for answering questions in any variety of topics it finds interesting. Provide the right entertaining offering, and it stays for quite some time." He'd had longer conversations with Ludo than with any other God, even though he'd spoken to all the Heralds throughout his time as a Priest.
Her next question was one that made him sigh before he gave the answer, for he knew it was depressing and hopeless. "Power, I suppose. Immortality. Maybe they fall into her myth that tradition has fallen and it is time for a new way. Regardless of the reason, their souls are soon corrupted and changed and their bodies ruined beyond repair."
The suggestion to turn Ascended against their Goddess was certainly a novel one. Gideon stopped, looking at Lena with a slight tilt to his head. "And how do you propose we do that?"
Her next question was one that made him sigh before he gave the answer, for he knew it was depressing and hopeless. "Power, I suppose. Immortality. Maybe they fall into her myth that tradition has fallen and it is time for a new way. Regardless of the reason, their souls are soon corrupted and changed and their bodies ruined beyond repair."
The suggestion to turn Ascended against their Goddess was certainly a novel one. Gideon stopped, looking at Lena with a slight tilt to his head. "And how do you propose we do that?"
The best of you, Honey, belongs to me
