my whole life is mine, but whoever says so will deprive me,
for it is infinite.
Perhaps the extra force that Amun had employed had been a good idea after all, considering he managed to break off a chunk that would serve well as part of the base of the altar. Unfortunately, Nate, perhaps too focused on the potter's prosthetic, was unable to mine anything usable. For Amun's part, he paused before answering the question. "Yes. It does. And yes, it did. Running into Ronin at the Temple didn't help, I imagine." With that, the potter swung his pickaxe again.
Unfortunately, Bastien's efforts didn't come out exactly as he'd planned. Likely due to the cold, the words came out smudged and nearly illegible, and the designs blurred together. It wasn't awful, but it certainly didn't live up to the head of the Artist's sanctuary's high standards.
Amun succeeds at acquiring more rocks for the altar
Bastien fails at this round of decorations
Nate fails at acquiring more rocks for the altar
No post order!
Unfortunately, Bastien's efforts didn't come out exactly as he'd planned. Likely due to the cold, the words came out smudged and nearly illegible, and the designs blurred together. It wasn't awful, but it certainly didn't live up to the head of the Artist's sanctuary's high standards.
Amun succeeds at acquiring more rocks for the altar
Bastien fails at this round of decorations
Nate fails at acquiring more rocks for the altar
No post order!
by being moved I exert my empire,
making the dreams of night real
AMUN
