TheGreenerGrey
Self-proclaimed everything expert.
“They can’t see you, you know.” Bollduilk says as he turns around. He was shrunken down to a more humanoid form so that he was able to discern between his worshippers more easily at the time, and thus was face to face with Sin rather than face to toe. “The barrier between their realm and the realm of the gods must be purposefully crossed before we can be seen, little brother.” The flame of conflict continues as he strides towards Sin.
“These mortals are the newest batch of my followers competing to groan my blessing. They must survive for an entire week out in the plains by any means necessary. Whoever prospered the most when that time is up, shall become Flame-born, one of my chosen.” He explains as the mark of a flaming spear appears around the mortals and they simultaneously sprint off in different directions.
“So, Sin, what has brought you to my new domain? You can speak freely, for no Old God resides here. Not anymore.” Bollduilk says, clapping his brother on the shoulder. He would treat the god of death and shadows like a brother, until it was required that he be treated like an enemy.
@Azathoth
“These mortals are the newest batch of my followers competing to groan my blessing. They must survive for an entire week out in the plains by any means necessary. Whoever prospered the most when that time is up, shall become Flame-born, one of my chosen.” He explains as the mark of a flaming spear appears around the mortals and they simultaneously sprint off in different directions.
“So, Sin, what has brought you to my new domain? You can speak freely, for no Old God resides here. Not anymore.” Bollduilk says, clapping his brother on the shoulder. He would treat the god of death and shadows like a brother, until it was required that he be treated like an enemy.
@Azathoth