B a s t i e n
I can fit two people under my skin
Yea I can fit two people under my skin
He did consider saying something about being called 'Young One' (he would not consider himself especially young), but Bastien decided he actually didn't mind it.
This man had certainly seen a lot of fighting, or at least was good enough at talking about it that it convinced Bastien; still, it seemed pertinent to remind him he wasn't somewhere where dragons could be so easily toppled anymore. "Before you go to hunt glory here, I would warn you that often people find themselves weaker once they come through the portal. That and the dragons here...I imagine they must be stronger than what you remember. One man cannot take one down." He hadn't heard of anyone doing it yet, not even with others.
Isla was usually easy to find so he nodded, promising easily to take Darkeye to her. As for the New Gods..."Ah, I'm afraid I do not entirely know. There is the Voice, then the Core, but we know very little about the second. There may well be more, but the Voice is...rather secretive." Bastien didn't mind that. A little mystery and drama was never a bad thing, especially when it came to Gods.
He smiled at the enthusiasm for the Sanctuary, idly wondering if he could open the Guild again with enough interest. Not that it made much difference, more of a title than any real material change to how things worked, but...it was nice to have, regardless. Opening a gate that marked the beginning of the path proper towards civilisation, he stopped with it half open for a moment as Darkeye continued to speak, then shook his head. "Uhm...I worry you have not understood me. You cannot return to your world. You are here forever now. I know it is a lot to take in, but..."
And I will prove it if you will listen
You crawl up in there and join me within
You crawl up in there and join me within
