how we are built

GIDEON

Be careful my darling
Be careful of what it takes

This man was very quiet; Gideon found he didn't mind too much, letting most of his words fade off into the jungle around them as the coast began to come into clearer view. It was clear Deimos had a long history with the Gods - the emotions delivered to him from the Gods when he looked upon Deimos were proof enough of that - but he seemed sensible enough to still not go to the Ascended. Hopefully, when it came to it, he might be a strong ally.

"Indeed. We all need to be on our guard. But still, have faith. In the end, the Old Gods will win the war." Of this, Gideon was absolutely sure, and it showed in the confidence under his tone. He simply could not see a future where the Voice came out on top.

They were closing in on the town now, close enough that he risked being seen; as much as he wanted to continue his walk, Gideon decided it would be safer to teleport out using his compass at this point. Thanking Deimos for the company and advising one last time that he ought to speak to Safrin, Gideon made his exit.


{FIN}

What I've seen so far
The good ones always seems to break