OLIVER
So Ludo actually came. Like. Actually appeared when Melita called. Maybe Ludo wasn't as terrifying as Oliver initially thought. He had grown wary due to the warnings of the god being tricky, worried that he could easily be taken advantage of. However, Melita did help to make Oliver feel a lot more calm about the subject.
Glancing down at the art, Oliver raised an eyebrow. "I've never seen a god...so I hope you're okay with some questions?" Melita seemed like an open book, so why not. "Ludo...they wear a cloak, do you see their face? What does their voice sound like? And could you feel like a presence or a sense of power?" All of the questions are weird, but they are ones he's wanted to know, in a way. What do the gods sound like? Do you feel something before they show up? So many things that only those who have been in the presence of a god would know. He'd ask those he was closer with if he didn't already bombard them with too many questions. They clearly were very sick of him by now, most likely.
Glancing down at the art, Oliver raised an eyebrow. "I've never seen a god...so I hope you're okay with some questions?" Melita seemed like an open book, so why not. "Ludo...they wear a cloak, do you see their face? What does their voice sound like? And could you feel like a presence or a sense of power?" All of the questions are weird, but they are ones he's wanted to know, in a way. What do the gods sound like? Do you feel something before they show up? So many things that only those who have been in the presence of a god would know. He'd ask those he was closer with if he didn't already bombard them with too many questions. They clearly were very sick of him by now, most likely.
i just want my existance to be
more than trembling
more than trembling
