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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[fromthefog]

[For a long moment, Rio is alone, curled into herself with nothing but whispers of the fog all around her. Chanting, snickering, the fog itself seems to mock her cries. It grows louder and louder, almost unbearably so--

And then, there is silence.

A sudden wind envelopes the gargoyle, cooling her naturally heated body, a gentle but firm presence. Another whisper makes its way into her ear, but this one is far more inviting, warm despite the cool air… though, as is her nature, there is just a tinge of menace to it as well.]

Shh… rest child, rest. You are strong, are you not? All this time you’ve resisted my gift, and yet you have still found the will to fight on, to strike against both me and the imposter. Even as one that denies me, you have made me proud, child...

[A breeze combs through her hair, not unlike one fondly stroking a pet.]

Your companions too are my children. I seek to help them, to empower them… And I wish the same for you.

You’ve fought so hard on your strength alone, child. Come… rest. And awaken with me by your side. Awaken with the strength you desire.