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.

Comments

[fromthefog]

One day, a simple but especially chilling breeze brushes over Jataro. When it passes, he'll have a fluttering letter under his foot. Should he read it, he'll find it's written on neatly folded old parchment paper.

Do not apologize, little one. Curiosity is a natural instinct. God or goddess, I care not what humanity labels me. I am simply the fog, a whisper in the dark, an embrace of shadows. You've met my Witness, my dear priestess. She spreads my will with a raw kindness and fierce passion. You too will become one of my children, yes. As for what, leaving it a surprise would be a bit more amusing, don't you think. . .?

Your kin do sound delightful. However, I cannot promise to retrieve them. The one you call 'fourth' drains my power. He is an imposter, a silver tongued thief. Be wary of his words, little one, as he is not to be trusted. Every precious one I bring here, he seeks to steal away. But I wish to empower you, free you all from the chains of your old world, to let you live truly free. Child, adult, it matters not. Even at a young age, your potential shines beautifully. Should anyone underestimate you, you may tear them apart with fangs and claws.

Humanity will soon be your play thing.

For now, I bid you farewell. Perhaps we may speak again, child. Your companion may rest easy; your questions have not fallen on deaf ears.