Thread: The Goddesses' Call (Forgotten Realms setting)

Thomas nodded trying to be polite. Looking t her he said I wasn't sure, wards tend to react oddly around me as do gods and goddesses met many in my time, some who wish me, harm some who wish to worship me and other who I drank and sang with in the godly halls she's one of them in a way it's her fault I'm here. Walking toward the temple he spoke s if speaking to a friend but at the same time not exactly commonly. It was an odd tone one of respect maxed with familiarity Did I meet you when I was their you all look so different down here, then again up their you don't need to pretend to look like us, so I get why feel free to talk to me, I can actually hear you without you know dying a horrible death. Gods were divine, and powerful so much so to her ones voice directly typically caused serious health issues. Thomas's demi god blood however allowed him to not only speak with but understand a god's voice s if he were speaking to them. Looking up he said Any warnings you want me to give them, I know typically their are rules, but you can tell me and I'll let them know I doubt me happening upon a place where a somewhat rare goddess is treated so well and has such a strong connection was random meaning one of you two manipulated the situation a bit. Thomas looked at the high priestess saying, Sometimes I wonder why they do that sort of stuff why they follow rules, but the reasoning's differ depending on them and who and what they are. Disabela is noisy and loves chaos so she whispers to her priestess typically gives them half formed warnings, so they will cause chaos. I met a Deadric god of assassins ounce, he was polite and kind until he shoved the metal knife into your heart from behind I hope your lady likes me, I need a good rest and a good lay. Their was a certain unspoken threat their. In a way it was a sign of honor, that he knew if the Drow's goddess ordered them to kill him they would try. Their was no real threat their, but a simple sentence. The sort of thing one who knew what to listen would understand. As long as things stayed peaceful he would be more than happy to do so. He had no doubt the Drow fell the same. Thomas glared at his side saying Oh would you stop that, your just trying to piss her off so she'll have them come after me luckily for me most of them know your tricks too, besides after the last time I said I wouldn't go after someone you said. He looked at her and shook his head You told me they were baby eaters because their goddess stole your favorite pair of SHOES, you don't even need shoes, thanks for the rest stop idea but I'm done for now. Thoma tapped the mark over his heart and the energy seemed to disperse a bit. Less of a Living feeling to it now. Though the raw power that remained was impressive. He looked at the high priestess saying Sorry, she tends to ramble me and her were almost engaged ounce and sometimes I think she forgets I'm human for the foreseeable future. He wondered if the Drow goddess had spoken of him to the high priestess. He hadn't spoken badly to them or their goddess just a bit casually. Then again one who dealt with the gods as his aura said he did was probably used to having his Chain yanked by higher beings. Four or five DOZEN different gods energy hung to him. Diabela was the strongest but a Smiting god of Dwarves also hung to him heavily, as well as many goddesses a flash here or their. Three goddesses of deaththe underworld. He was the sort of person who had a story to tell, and said story was epic and grand. Although places such as these had many such tales travel through, and even some that ended here.