[ As Silco leans away from him, Set remains - hovering, where he'd encroached upon the man's space. He waits there, unyielding, until Silco returns to close the gap once more. Telling him a tale that's oddly enticing, of power and control; a city under his command, fear used to maintain order. What an interesting individual. He's heard of humans who have become rulers among their own kind, but none as capable as a god -- none as rightful as a god.
Wouldn't it be funny, were that to mean Silco was some manner of deity? Not a true one, but one in the eyes of his city. ]
I heard they are useful things to have, if only they weren't required to tangle themselves into the fabric of the soul in exchange. As one king to another: what do you imagine your ideal to be, hm? Silly pumpkin-wearing souls need not apply.
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[ As Silco leans away from him, Set remains - hovering, where he'd encroached upon the man's space. He waits there, unyielding, until Silco returns to close the gap once more. Telling him a tale that's oddly enticing, of power and control; a city under his command, fear used to maintain order. What an interesting individual. He's heard of humans who have become rulers among their own kind, but none as capable as a god -- none as rightful as a god.
Wouldn't it be funny, were that to mean Silco was some manner of deity? Not a true one, but one in the eyes of his city. ]
I heard they are useful things to have, if only they weren't required to tangle themselves into the fabric of the soul in exchange. As one king to another: what do you imagine your ideal to be, hm? Silly pumpkin-wearing souls need not apply.