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]

[A chuckle echos through the fog. The tip of AM's nose suddenly feels just a tad chillier as a presence draws closer, as if leaning over to peer at the demon as close as possible. The fog begins to thicken as the presence draws near, almost uncomfortably so.

And then, there's a whisper in AM's ear.]

You would not be here if it was not, correct, pet?

[Along with the Fog's signature whispers, AM will hear something else. A chorus of screams, lives upon lives begging for mercy. Hundreds, thousands of tortured souls screaming for release. . .but not by the Fog's hands. No, from AM. They call out with praise, hoping they'll be spared from his frightening power. Their horrified, desperate cries ring like a pleasant lullaby to the demon's ear, and he'll feel a fleeting sensation of pure pleasure.

And then, the fog disperses, just like that. The Fog God's laughter drifts away, along with despairing screams of all of AM's fantastical victims.]