Prayer Box

[fromthefog]

This is a place to send your prayers to the Fog god. She may not always respond, or she may respond in ways you don’t expect, but she is always listening.

Speak, she hears you.

OOC note: As of April 2020, threads with the gods will be capped at three NPC replies! Please keep this in mind when writing god prayers to make sure you get everything you need out of the thread. It’s also possible to handwave prayers by titling your comment HANDWAVED PRAYER. Handwaved prayers lack our usual flourish, but you can expect a faster response!

As of February 2024, god prayers will be handwaved only. Please only submit a prayer if you have a question for either god which needs answering in order to progress your character's arc within Ryslig. If this is something you need to tier up within the god boon system, or just to set up a player plot in general, please don't hesitate to submit a prayer about it! You may shorten it down to an OOC summary of what your character is asking. This will allow any of our helper mods to reply much faster, without having to dig into the specifics of either god's personality/writing quirks. Should this limitation be lifted again in the future, this note will be removed.

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I am very sorry for the delay! Feel free to tag back or drop thread, whichever is better for you.

[fromthefog]

Fooling her? [That draws a scowl from the god, a stern indignation rising in her tone.] What use could I have for deception? Do you think me a coward like the usurper?

[The wind whips away at the village once again, the fires dancing and leaping as they are fanned.]

I have no time to waste lying to you or her. She asked for your protection, and I have given it. You would stand in my realm and throw curses at my name, and yet not a soul has touched you in retribution.

[Her brow furls, her eyes narrowing.]

Do not tempt me to retract my gift, girl.

[tasteslikesurvival]

[That makes her back up even more. This. This really wasn't good, was it?]

I'm sorry. [She really is. What more could she say?]

[fromthefog]

[The woman watches Kurumi impassively, her gaze unyielding. But after a few moments, the winds begin to die down, and though her expression does not change a hint of warmth makes its way back into the town again.]

Very well. You shall remain in my favor. [Her body begins to unravel from the ground up, wisps of smoke and fog peeling off of her and leaving nothing but mist beneath.] If you wish to stay in this place, girl, watch your tongue. Even my grace has its limits.