BASTIEN
Bastien nodded to Juniper's description of the Gods; he did not doubt it. He'd never had the pleasure of meeting anything beyond a Herald himself, but he had never heard anything else. "My goal has been, since I have Ascended, to find some kind of peace between...well, at least the people that follow the Gods. I cannot settle debates for deities, but I can accept someone who follows a different path than I." Of course, when they had to hurt each other to follow Gods things became more complicated, but he didn't have a solution for that. "I'd like to meet one of those Old Gods...but ah, I value my life a little too much."
He could not expect a Fae to agree on the Voice's reasons; honestly he didn't know if he did. With the Voice often so secretive about her intentions, it was hard to know if they were in line with his own morals; he just had to hope.
"Exactly. I want you to know that there are many Ascended just like me, who do not aim to hurt or ruin...it is an odd obligation to the Voice we carry, but many of us try to hold it along with compassion and sense." Ever one for dramatics, he put a hand over his heart as he said this, closing his eyes for extra emphasis.
He could not expect a Fae to agree on the Voice's reasons; honestly he didn't know if he did. With the Voice often so secretive about her intentions, it was hard to know if they were in line with his own morals; he just had to hope.
"Exactly. I want you to know that there are many Ascended just like me, who do not aim to hurt or ruin...it is an odd obligation to the Voice we carry, but many of us try to hold it along with compassion and sense." Ever one for dramatics, he put a hand over his heart as he said this, closing his eyes for extra emphasis.
Oh, and there we were all in one place
A generation lost in space
A generation lost in space
