fromthefog: (just to hear them say)
Fog God ([personal profile] fromthefog) wrote2016-01-24 02:54 pm
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Prayer Box

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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lowsteaks: (vulnerable)

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[personal profile] lowsteaks 2017-03-18 02:22 am (UTC)(link)
[Chie, in bear shape, sits outside in the yard behind Susan's ranch house, Muku curled up next to her. Suddenly she asks the fog,]

Is... Mana going to be okay? I mean, it sucks for her to lose her powers, but I mean... she's not going to die from this, will she? She was nice. She helped me get Muku back.
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[personal profile] fromthefog 2017-05-06 12:35 am (UTC)(link)
[an answer doesn’t come til a day or so after the chaos ends, and fates of the conduit territories have been determined. Fog slowly swirls around her, a whisper in her ear.]

You were worried about her, no?

As you’ve seen on that child’s plaything… she will live, even if drained. That one will continue along her own path.

As she always has, no matter the strain.

[Vague? A bit. But she says nothing else, though Chie may catch a lingering fondness in the Fog’s words as they disappear]
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