Gods To Some, Devils To Others
05-18-2019, 09:40 PM
(This post was last modified: 05-18-2019, 09:42 PM by Pyrrhic.)
Tsarvix's answer pleased Pyrrhic greatly. The mortal was shaping up to be a fantastic catch and Pyrrhic was eager to get him back to the Empire and show him off to his father. No doubt Malleus would be equally pleased. They lapsed into silence briefly and then to Pyrrhic's amusement Tsarvix seemed to rethink his position on asking questions. It was alright with Pyrrhic, really. While he expected unquestioning loyalty he didn't think it was reasonable to smother curiosity indiscriminately. While the world was his to do with as he pleased, he owed it to those who converted to treat them fairly. They too would receive a place in heaven. "The Risen Empire. It's a place for my kind and yours to prepare for the wars ahead." The rest of what Tsarvix had to say gave Pyrrhic pause. He slowed to a halt and then turned to face the mortal because he tell he was trying to be honest and that the confession had been difficult for him. Pyrrhic's expression was grave but sincere. "You aren't useless," he said firmly. "Officially you will start out as a commoner but where you go from there rank-wise is up to your natural talents. But I will say this: you will learn to fight and you will learn to do so fearlessly." He had a test for Tsarvix, but truthfully he was hesitant to voice it lest he push too hard and accidentally force him away. It took Pyrrhic a moment to work up the courage to say it, but when he did he managed to keep his voice firm. "Unofficially you will be whatever I need you to be." He wanted to plant a seed for later. Someday he just might have to ask for the one thing that Tsarvix would be hesitant to give. Pyrrhic had no idea what that might be, but he wanted it as a option should he need it someday. "Pyrrhic" "Benkos" |