[Mini Event] To See and Pray [OPEN TO ALL]

Death of an accepted was hardly something he fretted over. They lived and they died. There was nothing ceremonious about it, nor did it warrant the anguish of the ascended man.    His sharp eyes made note of the other ascendeds in the area. Samuel was a pitiful excuse to call of them; he didn’t appreciate what had been given to him. 108 he had met before, fed with upon his Light Mother’s wrist. They might have been slightly strange in his mind, but he held a familiarity with them regardless. Wessex was a warrior, one who was worthy of everything that she had been gifted. He was proud to call her one of them. That was why when Wessex began approaching him, he didn’t move away.    When she neared, he dipped his head in greeting. Listening to what she had to say, there was the slightest smirk upon his face once again, pleased at the message from their goddess. Whenever she called, Kristopher was more than willing to answer, and this time would be no different. KRISTOPHER I may be heartless, but you're naive.