BASTIEN
"I see...I can't say I've ever been to a swamp, but-" Bastien was about to prove Anju's opinion of him to be dead on. "-I don't know if I'd care for all the mud. I have always liked to maintain a clean appearance." He'd do it if he had to without a complaint, well aware there were more important things in the world than a perfectly manicured haircut, but out of choice? He'd stick to the dry fields of the Grounds. "Kings End, I believe I've heard of. There are...graves there?"
Even though he came at it from a different angle, Bastien could genuinely agree that the Voice was a figure of mystery. Even many of the Ascended regarded her with a mix of fear and reverence. "Have you ever met one of her followers? An Ascended?" His eyes watched her carefully, wanting to catch the reaction to the question.
Following her eyeline up to the top of the Spire, where the stairs disappeared into the darkness above, Bastien glanced down with a smile. "Well...in the spirit of exploration, do you want to climb it with me?"
Even though he came at it from a different angle, Bastien could genuinely agree that the Voice was a figure of mystery. Even many of the Ascended regarded her with a mix of fear and reverence. "Have you ever met one of her followers? An Ascended?" His eyes watched her carefully, wanting to catch the reaction to the question.
Following her eyeline up to the top of the Spire, where the stairs disappeared into the darkness above, Bastien glanced down with a smile. "Well...in the spirit of exploration, do you want to climb it with me?"
Still my heart is heavy
With the hate of some other man's beliefs
With the hate of some other man's beliefs
