[ even if it isn't a serious suggestion, robin responds anyway: ] Because that would take excess effort and follow-through I'm not willing to spare.
[ really, what does he look like? he has no need for their paltry riches, no care for their simple luxuries. he is the end, and while the end may be unpredictable or cruel, it hardly takes pleasure in tormenting people purely for the sake of torment itself. ]
Don't misunderstand me. I'd simply rather not be stammered at for over half a conversation as they try to understand why I'm rejecting their offerings. Worship for benediction, they understand. They're given less reason to doubt when there is a clear exchange of some sort, and we're not here to start to try to change the hundreds of years of traditions they've built up.
[ a dismantling of societal structures and norms like that would take more time than they ideally have. and even if they did, when the original northern wizards are returned to this realm— what then? if this were his world the answer would be simple.
but it is not, and so his coat flares out behind him as he begins making his way towards the perimeter, ideally closer to where the edges of the dwindling barriers might lie. he's layers more than his usual, of course, warming hex or not, but the silhouette he cuts is the same as ever. ]
... Were I to offer more freely, perhaps in the manner of the South, I imagine they'd be even more fearful, because now they're waiting for the other shoe to drop. The lives of worms are miserable enough as it is without our adding to it.
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[ really, what does he look like? he has no need for their paltry riches, no care for their simple luxuries. he is the end, and while the end may be unpredictable or cruel, it hardly takes pleasure in tormenting people purely for the sake of torment itself. ]
Don't misunderstand me. I'd simply rather not be stammered at for over half a conversation as they try to understand why I'm rejecting their offerings. Worship for benediction, they understand. They're given less reason to doubt when there is a clear exchange of some sort, and we're not here to start to try to change the hundreds of years of traditions they've built up.
[ a dismantling of societal structures and norms like that would take more time than they ideally have. and even if they did, when the original northern wizards are returned to this realm— what then? if this were his world the answer would be simple.
but it is not, and so his coat flares out behind him as he begins making his way towards the perimeter, ideally closer to where the edges of the dwindling barriers might lie. he's layers more than his usual, of course, warming hex or not, but the silhouette he cuts is the same as ever. ]
... Were I to offer more freely, perhaps in the manner of the South, I imagine they'd be even more fearful, because now they're waiting for the other shoe to drop. The lives of worms are miserable enough as it is without our adding to it.