Let the Dead Bury the Dead
10-06-2018, 07:54 PM
Malleus seemed to take a while and eventually Obi caught up to Archon before wandering off a ways again. When Malleus showed himself, he regarded Archon coolly before stating that Archon owed him some explanations. It wasn't until Shaye was brought up that Archon's expression mirrored light shock- which was honestly a lot for him.
It appears God works in mysterious ways," Archon replied with a thoughtful hum.
"I suppose I should tell you that I had meant to beat her here but I had to track down a deserter first. I'll assume you know more or less about Abaven, then?"
Archon sighed, screwing his eyes shut. Shaye had been a headache from the moment she showed up and it was really starting to irritate Archon.
"For a while, I've been having visions of becoming... mobile. It worked around to say: More ground can be covered in bands than in the occupation of a dying pack and if that pack begins to heal, it can always be conquered again. I thought on it for a while. I thought I was simply desiring freedom, but just as I wished for evidence of God's will, the old alpha of Abaven was struck dead by a bear. I thought I must be meant to dissolve Abaven, but Shaye-" he couldn't say the name without a small flick of his ear- "begged me for the pack. I thought, 'this group of wolves is pathetic even by mortal standards, I should just end them.' But I could only think that these wolves standing around me, shaken as their world begins to shift and crumble, would serve us much more if left in tact. How much deeper we could drive the pain of their inevitable demise. The chaos we could create."
Archon had to reel himself back in. He was getting excited again. Surely these feelings he was having were his body channeling God's will. It was as if God was agreeing with every intention he had for Abaven's future and manifested that in the feeling of a mental reward.
Archon took a deep breath and let it out.
"As it stands, it may serve as a good reaping ground for the younger and less experienced of the Abraxas. Besides that, my time was not all amiss; I found a mortal who quickly and passionately fell into the worship of God. I can feel that future Abraxas will come from her womb. I also came across Nura Abraxas. She has sided with me and supports my inclination to travel in a band- a movable church, flexible enough to spread God's word and wrath through the lands."
Normally Archon wasn't one to give lengthy speeches, but God had him feeling energized and excited. For once, he truly felt that he needed where he should go and what he should do. He just needed Malleus to see the same.
It appears God works in mysterious ways," Archon replied with a thoughtful hum.
"I suppose I should tell you that I had meant to beat her here but I had to track down a deserter first. I'll assume you know more or less about Abaven, then?"
Archon sighed, screwing his eyes shut. Shaye had been a headache from the moment she showed up and it was really starting to irritate Archon.
"For a while, I've been having visions of becoming... mobile. It worked around to say: More ground can be covered in bands than in the occupation of a dying pack and if that pack begins to heal, it can always be conquered again. I thought on it for a while. I thought I was simply desiring freedom, but just as I wished for evidence of God's will, the old alpha of Abaven was struck dead by a bear. I thought I must be meant to dissolve Abaven, but Shaye-" he couldn't say the name without a small flick of his ear- "begged me for the pack. I thought, 'this group of wolves is pathetic even by mortal standards, I should just end them.' But I could only think that these wolves standing around me, shaken as their world begins to shift and crumble, would serve us much more if left in tact. How much deeper we could drive the pain of their inevitable demise. The chaos we could create."
Archon had to reel himself back in. He was getting excited again. Surely these feelings he was having were his body channeling God's will. It was as if God was agreeing with every intention he had for Abaven's future and manifested that in the feeling of a mental reward.
Archon took a deep breath and let it out.
"As it stands, it may serve as a good reaping ground for the younger and less experienced of the Abraxas. Besides that, my time was not all amiss; I found a mortal who quickly and passionately fell into the worship of God. I can feel that future Abraxas will come from her womb. I also came across Nura Abraxas. She has sided with me and supports my inclination to travel in a band- a movable church, flexible enough to spread God's word and wrath through the lands."
Normally Archon wasn't one to give lengthy speeches, but God had him feeling energized and excited. For once, he truly felt that he needed where he should go and what he should do. He just needed Malleus to see the same.