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04-07-2018, 07:01 PM
Others might have been a bit offended by her ignorance of their god, but Malleus wasn't perturbed. He was neither miffed nor surprised. The Abraxas were still relatively new to these parts and that meant their god was too. It was possible that there were as many gods out there as there were mortals. Honestly it wouldn't surprise him. He believed there was a hierarchy to them. Sure, all the little 'g' gods claimed to be important, but really only a fraction held any sway in the heavens. And his God was one of them. "He is," Malleus said proudly. He was all too happy to explain. "Many generations ago there was a war in the heavens. My God, the Fallen God, was overthrown and cast down into our world." Malleus settled down and got comfortable by taking a seat and flopping his tail from side to side in a lazy wag. He enjoyed talking about the Abraxas' history. "He's been here ever since," he said with a casual, friendly shrug. "Watching over us, guiding us and protecting us." As an afterthought, he tacked on, "Because we are god-blooded, He's promised to take us with Him when he ascends." Curiously he regarded her. Her markings were beautiful and fascinating. If he had his guess she was, at the very least, the descendant of some sort of spirit. "Have you any gods, Serene?" |