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*Tsarvix* · 06-11-2019, 07:45 PM

Tsarvix

The Emperor was surprisingly easy to talk to, which surprised Tsarvix greatly. He never knew what to expect from the Abraxas wolves, but so far Malleus seemed... relatively normal. At least as normal as a wolf who claimed to have secret hidden abilities could seem. It unnerved him the way Malleus gave his answer, and Tsarvix found himself quietly considering what trade secrets the family may have. The way the Emperor spoke, however, seemed to allude to Pyrrhic not having these abilities. The chocolate male frowned up at the other, visibly disturbed by the news.

"How is Pyrrhic to keep himself safe?" His words were quiet yet serious, and he felt like he should be accusing Malleus of something. Tsarvix was found by Pyrrhic while he walked the forest maze, and there was no one with the yearling a part from his companion. What if instead of Tsarvix, he had come across a wolf who wanted to do him harm? "Surely there are mortals out there who would kill to take home the head of a God." It was a dark thought and as the feeling of dread grew steadily inside the chocolate male's chest, he regretted having said it out loud.

There was something else in the way Malleus spoke, but he couldn't exactly put his finger on it until the Emperor began to speak of dishonesty and truth. He felt it strongest when the large male passed his gaze overtop him, and somehow it felt like he used his eyes to punctuate his words.
"But sooner or later they'll wear the truth like a cloak and they won't be able to help it."

Tsarvix couldn't help but feel scrutinized beneath Malleus's hard blue eyes. How much did he know? He said he couldn't read minds.. but that didn't mean that Malleus wasn't playing him in some way. He wrestled for a moment in silence, contemplating what he could do that would best put him upon the path to reaching the heavens with Pyrrhic. Of course, Tsarvix didn't know if mortals were even allowed in heaven. His God would be granted a throne there however if everything turned out right, and perhaps if he was truly devout then Pyrrhic may allow him to lay at the base of his grand seat. He needed to be careful and cautious, for now the Emperor's word was law and he doubted that Pyrrhic's favor would protect him if he were to offend Malleus.

"Malleus," He began, unsure if there was a specific title he should be using. "Is The Fallen God merciful?" Possibly that question was too vague. Tsarvix's walking slowed to a halt and he turned to look outside the castle ruins to the God's garden in the distance. "By that, I mean... is it open to interpretation? For mortals? Will we be punished if we think differently then others?" His voice grew very quiet, and ears flattened against his skull as he finished. "Is it enough to just have faith?"

"Speech."
"You"
"Think"

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