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Medros
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the visage smiles, "the mark goes all the way to your very soul, and would therefore be quite fatal in it's removal." The visage then moves to one of the horses, smacks it's hind quarter, making it begin to move, the cart proceeding down the road, as the visage vanishes behind them.
December 10, 2025 at 2:39 AM
"Mother fu-" the thief began to say before looking at the visage, now glaring back at him. "Mother fo..rgive my transgressions against her, who I first hurt. I should start there" The visage smiles, and begins to dismount the cart, then turns back "Oh, and don't think to have someone cut it away..."
December 10, 2025 at 2:39 AM
The thief looks up in horror "You cursed me?!?" To which the visage booms "you stole from ME!" making the thief cower. The visage calms, and looks at the thief "You will be a paladin of <some random god>, my champion, and if you keep your pact, you will live. If you do not, you will die. Simple."
December 10, 2025 at 2:39 AM
the visage explains, "The blade is still in there, precariously close to piercing your vital organs. What you see if simply the cursed mark on the flesh. If you try to break your vow, return to your ways, or fail to keep our pact, the blade will continue to make it's way into your organs."
December 10, 2025 at 2:39 AM
The thief thanks him, and begins to lead the horse and cart down the road, before screaming in pain about a minute later. A deep pain in his chest leaves him gasping for air, and then suddenly the visage is next to him in the cart. "Oh sorry, I must have forgotten to mention. That is no beauty mark"
December 10, 2025 at 2:39 AM
The thief stands, and begins to brush his cloths off. The visage then slowly returns the world around them to action, calming the rearing horses quickly, and prepared to see the thief on his way. "Remember, if you do these things, you will survive each day. Pray we don't meet again soon" he cautions
December 10, 2025 at 2:39 AM
Realizing there was no pain in the slap, he looks down to see only what looks like the tattoo of the cross guard of a blade on his skin, and looks up with great thankfulness in his eyes, "I will serve you, <some random god>, and do as you command in payment for sparing my life."
December 10, 2025 at 2:39 AM
The visage presses a hand to the dagger, and the thief can feel is withdrawing as his breathing becomes less difficult, almost as if it was healing on it's way out. Then, the movement stops, and the visage gives a sharp slap to the spot the blade entered, and the thief starts to scream, then stops.
December 10, 2025 at 2:39 AM
"We can call it a repeating 4 step program. Repent. Proselytize. Amends. Survive. If you repent your mistakes, spread my message, make amends to those you wronged, you get to survive longer. But how do we enforce this... pact..." the visage pondered. "Ahh! I know how!" he exclaimed, walking forward
December 10, 2025 at 2:39 AM
The man looks up with hope. "I will offer you a chance to save yourself. I will offer a chance at penance for your sins. You will become my champion, a paladin of <some random god>, and serve to spread my message around this land, while making amends to those you have wronged." he continues.
December 10, 2025 at 2:39 AM
The thief tries to protest, but he can feel the dagger making it's way deeper with every movement and says nothing, only starting to weep in sadness. Feeling pity, the gnome shaped visage of <some random god> allows itself to take a small amount of pity. "I will make you an offer. No bargaining"
December 10, 2025 at 2:39 AM
gestures at the dagger in his chest, and then at the scene around him "that no man or mage could do this" and he collapses to his side, unable to hold himself up. "Ahh so when the gods show you their power, you will believe, but how long until you convince yourself you imagined and return to this?"
December 10, 2025 at 2:39 AM
"You.." he says, still wheezing and gasping from the dagger in his chest, "you must be a god, a deity of some sort, to command such power" The gnome smirks "You don't believe in gods, isn't that right?" he says with a sneer at the dying thief. "I believe... what I can see... and I can see.."
December 10, 2025 at 2:39 AM
"There must be a way, something I can do, some penance I can pay for my mistake... it can't end here" he wheezes while one hand waves at the barren road, choked with trees on both sides. The gnome stops, and seems to give a thought, then turns back around. "What, pray tell, can you give?"
December 10, 2025 at 2:39 AM
"Perhaps in your next go 'round, you'll be a better person" the gnome says as they begin walking away, and with each step the thief regains a bit more control over their person. "Wait.. please..." he gasps as he falls to the ground, seeing his death as imminent without... something.
December 10, 2025 at 2:39 AM
The gnome, now reflected suddenly as a robed figure with hood up, still the same size, takes the bag and lifts it up as if weighing it with only their arm, moves as if to throw the bag over their shoulder when it vanishes.
December 10, 2025 at 2:39 AM
is frozen. "You. Stole." the gnome says, not as a question, but as a statement. "You took from the poor. You took from MY people." the gnome continues. "Now, I take from you, not only to return what you stole, but to take all you have, your life included." and the gnome goes into the wagon.
December 10, 2025 at 2:39 AM
dude feels a sharp pain in his chest, looking down to see a dagger is buried in his chest. Dude falls back, sure he is dead, but the gnome waves his hand and dude moves upright while being held straight as a board, mid fall. His eyes still work, he can see, he can breath, but the rest of his body
December 10, 2025 at 2:39 AM
A few minutes pass and then suddenly that same gnome is in the road, and the horses rear up in fear, and they freeze. Dude is still in full control, though everything is frozen, well except the gnome, who is walking around the cart toward dude. The gnomes hand moves up quickly, and suddenly
December 10, 2025 at 2:39 AM
A couple days go by, he's in a cart on the road with his haul to the next big city, and he comes across a gnome, poor and disheveled, begging on the road side for any spare change. Dude not only passes him by, but veers his horses to almost hit the gnome, laughing as the gnome scampers away.
December 10, 2025 at 2:39 AM
dude is basically an atheist, doesn't care if there are gods, and sees an opportunity. Plans it all out, sets up a distraction so there would be no one to see him, and moves in once the monks of the temple react to the distraction. He grabs the bag and runs, thinking he succeeded.
December 10, 2025 at 2:39 AM
As this temple to <some random god> there was a large sack with a fortune in it. It was there for the poor, famished, and downtrodden to take what they needed, but only their needs, and if they did so, the god would bless them. Take too much, and your life would be cursed forever. A fortune.
December 10, 2025 at 2:39 AM
I haven't seen anything WoW related and the game is almost over. WTF?
December 7, 2025 at 5:25 AM