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[fourthmade]

This is a place to send your prayers to the Fourth god. He may not always respond, or he may respond in ways you don’t expect, but he is always listening.

Speak, he hears you.

OOC note:  As of April 2020, threads with the gods will be capped at three NPC replies! Please keep this in mind when writing god prayers to make sure you get everything you need out of the thread.It’s also possible to handwave prayers by titling your comment HANDWAVED PRAYER. Handwaved prayers lack our usual flourish, but you can expect a faster response!

As of February 2024, god prayers will be handwaved only. Please only submit a prayer if you have a question for either god which needs answering in order to progress your character's arc within Ryslig. If this is something you need to tier up within the god boon system, or just to set up a player plot in general, please don't hesitate to submit a prayer about it! You may shorten it down to an OOC summary of what your character is asking. This will allow any of our helper mods to reply much faster, without having to dig into the specifics of either god's personality/writing quirks. Should this limitation be lifted again in the future, this note will be removed.

Comments

[operadiance]

[ JUST LAY ON THE GUILT, WHY DON'T YOU. Make it about trust and friendship — he's one potshot at honesty away from a whole guilty hat trick.

It's so much — too much — to think about. (And hadn't someone been looking for that man, before? Who was it? She had promised to look for him, hadn't she? What was she going to do about that now? Not that she knows where he used to be...)

One of her hands leaves his phantom arm, and she presses her fingers against her forehead in the space between her second pair of eyes. He's telling her so much, he's relying on her so much, but at the same time— ]

A weapon for what? And— if that's what he did to you, then, then what did he want from her?

[fourthmade]

I'm still not sure what he really wanted.

[There's a pause, and she can probably get the feeling that the god is thinking very intently, choosing his words.]

In the end, I don't know how much it matters.

I'm me, and she's her. It doesn't matter who we were. Just who we are now.

[He's quiet again, and then the hand on her arm grips again, like he's trying to get her attention.]

Yuzu, are you okay?

[operadiance]

[ She lets her hand fall away, blinking her full set of eyes to refocus. Her smile is soft, and reassuring. ]

I'm okay. I guess I'm just...

[ Confused, overwhelmed, uncertain. ]

... Even the fathers I know, that have done terrible... unforgivable things... no matter a parent's ambition, they still...

[ Her attention goes back to the monument tomb. ]

... But things have always worked differently here, haven't they?

[fourthmade]

Things are darker here.

[He sounds rather matter of fact about it.]

They always have been.

[He's quiet, and the lights on the small monument grow brighter for a moment, before settling.]

I'm glad your father was better. Through my friends I can see a little of what they know, so I can see a little of what that's like.

[operadiance]

They won't always have to be.

[ The darkness of this world, the violence and the suffering — the heartache that so many of them have to endure. The terrible weights, the awful choices, the sacrifices, the torments... ]

It won't be like this forever.