A Divine Glow

*Tsarvix* · 06-18-2019, 09:11 PM

Tsarvix

Archon kept mentioning his brother, and Tsarvix didn't like the way the Abraxas' words made it sound like he was in the emperor's service. He was, technically under the command of Malleus- as all wolves in the Empire were -but his allegiance lay far from the greyscale beast and stuck firmly against his son, Pyrrhic.

"And say I did not give my loyalty to one of His blood, for example, to you. Would that be to sin?" His words were as far from aggressive or threatening as he could make them. He meant his question to be purely innocent, a mortal wanting clarification on his faith.

"My name is Tsarvix. In truth, I don't know much. It was Pyrrhic who found me when I first came into these lands." His voice grew firm and filled with reverence as he spoke Pyrrhic's name. "He told me of his forefather Abraxas, who was a God and the rightful king of the heavens. Lesser gods grew displeased with his might, and cast him down to walk the earth. One day, Pyrrhic will lead those who follow him to conquer the world and take back the throne for Abraxas." It was a very cliff-notes version of what he'd been told, and truthfully Tsarvix wasn't sure how much of it was directly told to him, and how much he'd simply decided must be true.

He wanted to say more, but found it difficult to get out. With a tentative and sideways glance towards Archon, he continued. "You say it is for His blood to council mortals, though when I asked questions of Malleus, he did not seem pleased."

"Speech."
"You"
"Think"

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