The man seems to be healed, but he is still frail. The diseased are not treated well in this city. "You have magic... something I lack. Perhaps we could work together? People come to my gatherings, and they listen to my teachings. You could be a guest pastor if you'd like. You could preach Kasenin to the people, or at least its values. Heal the sick."
“That’s the thing. Proselytizing is not a major tenet of my faith. The individual epiphany is one of the holiest experiences. Only the desperate should be guided to their revelations. But a partnership sounds not disadvantageous. It would help many people here. My powers are nowhere near as great as they might be, unfortunately.”
"I see. You need not be powerful. You just need to be willing... and have the guts to interfere if need be. There must be something I can give you in return. Even I don't help others purely out of selflessness."
“I… well…” Eito leans slightly closer to prevent overhearing, though they know He is always listening. “I want to find a way to restore my memories.”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"I see. You need not be powerful. You just need to be willing... and have the guts to interfere if need be. There must be something I can give you in return. Even I don't help others purely out of selflessness."
“I… well…” Eito leans slightly closer to prevent overhearing, though they know He is always listening. “I want to find a way to restore my memories.”
Douxgras pulls Eito into a hug, seemingly unharmed by the cold. He whispers back, "I will need help with that. I have mastered experiences through my work. Sensory triggers can bring back suppressed memories easily. Even those with severe dementia can remember their favorite song just before they die."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"I see. You need not be powerful. You just need to be willing... and have the guts to interfere if need be. There must be something I can give you in return. Even I don't help others purely out of selflessness."
“I… well…” Eito leans slightly closer to prevent overhearing, though they know He is always listening. “I want to find a way to restore my memories.”
Douxgras pulls Eito into a hug, seemingly unharmed by the cold. He whispers back, "I will need help with that. I have mastered experiences through my work. Sensory triggers can bring back suppressed memories easily. Even those with severe dementia can remember their favorite song just before they die."
Eito finds this level of intimacy very uncomfortable, but doesn’t move away to avoid rudeness. “I’ll try my best to help with the process then. May I tell you about this religion?”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"I see. You need not be powerful. You just need to be willing... and have the guts to interfere if need be. There must be something I can give you in return. Even I don't help others purely out of selflessness."
“I… well…” Eito leans slightly closer to prevent overhearing, though they know He is always listening. “I want to find a way to restore my memories.”
Douxgras pulls Eito into a hug, seemingly unharmed by the cold. He whispers back, "I will need help with that. I have mastered experiences through my work. Sensory triggers can bring back suppressed memories easily. Even those with severe dementia can remember their favorite song just before they die."
Eito finds this level of intimacy very uncomfortable, but doesn’t move away to avoid rudeness. “I’ll try my best to help with the process then. May I tell you about this religion?”
Douxgras, noticing this, pulls away. "Of course. I would gladly listen."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"I see. You need not be powerful. You just need to be willing... and have the guts to interfere if need be. There must be something I can give you in return. Even I don't help others purely out of selflessness."
“I… well…” Eito leans slightly closer to prevent overhearing, though they know He is always listening. “I want to find a way to restore my memories.”
Douxgras pulls Eito into a hug, seemingly unharmed by the cold. He whispers back, "I will need help with that. I have mastered experiences through my work. Sensory triggers can bring back suppressed memories easily. Even those with severe dementia can remember their favorite song just before they die."
Eito finds this level of intimacy very uncomfortable, but doesn’t move away to avoid rudeness. “I’ll try my best to help with the process then. May I tell you about this religion?”
Douxgras, noticing this, pulls away. "Of course. I would gladly listen."
“Then…!” The outlines and engravings on the shrine all glow at once, then fade to a faint shine. Eito smolders a bit more loudly. “Kasenin is ultimately devoted to a single, all-powerful, incomprehensible deity called the Unknowable, but also known as KA. All other gods are either lesser spirits (which I’ll get to later) or are different interpretations of It.”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Douxgras, noticing this, pulls away. "Of course. I would gladly listen."
“Then…!” The outlines and engravings on the shrine all glow at once, then fade to a faint shine. Eito smolders a bit more loudly. “Kasenin is ultimately devoted to a single, all-powerful, incomprehensible deity called the Unknowable, but also known as KA. All other gods are either lesser spirits (which I’ll get to later) or are different interpretations of It.”
"This KA figure must be granting you some sort of power. I certainly have no reason to disbelieve you. You don't seem to be the charlatan type, if you know what I mean."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Douxgras, noticing this, pulls away. "Of course. I would gladly listen."
“Then…!” The outlines and engravings on the shrine all glow at once, then fade to a faint shine. Eito smolders a bit more loudly. “Kasenin is ultimately devoted to a single, all-powerful, incomprehensible deity called the Unknowable, but also known as KA. All other gods are either lesser spirits (which I’ll get to later) or are different interpretations of It.”
"This KA figure must be granting you some sort of power. I certainly have no reason to disbelieve you. You don't seem to be the charlatan type, if you know what I mean."
“I do know what you mean. True faith radiates from a person.”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Douxgras, noticing this, pulls away. "Of course. I would gladly listen."
“Then…!” The outlines and engravings on the shrine all glow at once, then fade to a faint shine. Eito smolders a bit more loudly. “Kasenin is ultimately devoted to a single, all-powerful, incomprehensible deity called the Unknowable, but also known as KA. All other gods are either lesser spirits (which I’ll get to later) or are different interpretations of It.”
"This KA figure must be granting you some sort of power. I certainly have no reason to disbelieve you. You don't seem to be the charlatan type, if you know what I mean."
“I do know what you mean. True faith radiates from a person.”
"It's beautiful in some ways, but terrible in others. I've seen faith blind people to the cruelty of their actions. I do hope that you're not one of those folks. By all means, I implore you to sin like any other mortal, but one must be sure to acknowledge their sins."
"Sorry, I got side-tracked. You don't seem to be mad, just devoted. I don't know why I went off like that."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
Douxgras, noticing this, pulls away. "Of course. I would gladly listen."
“Then…!” The outlines and engravings on the shrine all glow at once, then fade to a faint shine. Eito smolders a bit more loudly. “Kasenin is ultimately devoted to a single, all-powerful, incomprehensible deity called the Unknowable, but also known as KA. All other gods are either lesser spirits (which I’ll get to later) or are different interpretations of It.”
"This KA figure must be granting you some sort of power. I certainly have no reason to disbelieve you. You don't seem to be the charlatan type, if you know what I mean."
“I do know what you mean. True faith radiates from a person.”
"It's beautiful in some ways, but terrible in others. I've seen faith blind people to the cruelty of their actions. I do hope that you're not one of those folks. By all means, I implore you to sin like any other mortal, but one must be sure to acknowledge their sins."
"Sorry, I got side-tracked. You don't seem to be mad, just devoted. I don't know why I went off like that."
“You spoke truths, and who can fault you for such a thing? I have sinned, but I have made peace with what I know. In any case, the Unknowable takes a form when it manifests outside of its own metaphysical realm into the spiritual realm. This form is called the Light, and from it echo different forms. These are the ten Essences, each representing a fundamental part of the soul. For mortal souls are made in the image of the Unknowable, so that when it considers itself, it considers us as well. In this way the ten Essences are aspects of us and of KA.”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Douxgras, noticing this, pulls away. "Of course. I would gladly listen."
“Then…!” The outlines and engravings on the shrine all glow at once, then fade to a faint shine. Eito smolders a bit more loudly. “Kasenin is ultimately devoted to a single, all-powerful, incomprehensible deity called the Unknowable, but also known as KA. All other gods are either lesser spirits (which I’ll get to later) or are different interpretations of It.”
"This KA figure must be granting you some sort of power. I certainly have no reason to disbelieve you. You don't seem to be the charlatan type, if you know what I mean."
“I do know what you mean. True faith radiates from a person.”
"It's beautiful in some ways, but terrible in others. I've seen faith blind people to the cruelty of their actions. I do hope that you're not one of those folks. By all means, I implore you to sin like any other mortal, but one must be sure to acknowledge their sins."
"Sorry, I got side-tracked. You don't seem to be mad, just devoted. I don't know why I went off like that."
“You spoke truths, and who can fault you for such a thing? I have sinned, but I have made peace with what I know. In any case, the Unknowable takes a form when it manifests outside of its own metaphysical realm into the spiritual realm. This form is called the Light, and from it echo different forms. These are the ten Essences, each representing a fundamental part of the soul. For mortal souls are made in the image of the Unknowable, so that when it considers itself, it considers us as well. In this way the ten Essences are aspects of us and of KA.”
"Very interesting. Do the ten essences have names? Or are those mysteries to mortals?"
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Douxgras, noticing this, pulls away. "Of course. I would gladly listen."
“Then…!” The outlines and engravings on the shrine all glow at once, then fade to a faint shine. Eito smolders a bit more loudly. “Kasenin is ultimately devoted to a single, all-powerful, incomprehensible deity called the Unknowable, but also known as KA. All other gods are either lesser spirits (which I’ll get to later) or are different interpretations of It.”
"This KA figure must be granting you some sort of power. I certainly have no reason to disbelieve you. You don't seem to be the charlatan type, if you know what I mean."
“I do know what you mean. True faith radiates from a person.”
"It's beautiful in some ways, but terrible in others. I've seen faith blind people to the cruelty of their actions. I do hope that you're not one of those folks. By all means, I implore you to sin like any other mortal, but one must be sure to acknowledge their sins."
"Sorry, I got side-tracked. You don't seem to be mad, just devoted. I don't know why I went off like that."
“You spoke truths, and who can fault you for such a thing? I have sinned, but I have made peace with what I know. In any case, the Unknowable takes a form when it manifests outside of its own metaphysical realm into the spiritual realm. This form is called the Light, and from it echo different forms. These are the ten Essences, each representing a fundamental part of the soul. For mortal souls are made in the image of the Unknowable, so that when it considers itself, it considers us as well. In this way the ten Essences are aspects of us and of KA.”
"Very interesting. Do the ten essences have names? Or are those mysteries to mortals?"
“Each of them is named. They can be viewed as… the light emanating from a single flame, that flame being the Unknowable. The further you get from the source, the dimmer (and therefore less divine) those emanations become. Kaiyun is the first Essence, embodied in the night sky between the stars or the new moon. It is that which cannot be grasped or understood, and all emotions that result. You can see it at the crown of the Tree of Life.” Eito gestures to the top of the Tree of Life, and the mind flayer standing at it. “St. Zuellixen was an illithid who converted to Kasinen and, though he was martyred, he repented and became a saint.”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Very interesting. Do the ten essences have names? Or are those mysteries to mortals?"
“Each of them is named. They can be viewed as… the light emanating from a single flame, that flame being the Unknowable. The further you get from the source, the dimmer (and therefore less divine) those emanations become. Kaiyun is the first Essence, embodied in the night sky between the stars or the new moon. It is that which cannot be grasped or understood, and all emotions that result. You can see it at the crown of the Tree of Life.” Eito gestures to the top of the Tree of Life, and the mind flayer standing at it. “St. Zuellixen was an illithid who converted to Kasinen and, though he was martyred, he repented and became a saint.”
"Incredible. I've never heard of an illithid converting to a religion, but then again, I've never met an illithid in person."
*There are like a million things going on at once rn...*
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Very interesting. Do the ten essences have names? Or are those mysteries to mortals?"
“Each of them is named. They can be viewed as… the light emanating from a single flame, that flame being the Unknowable. The further you get from the source, the dimmer (and therefore less divine) those emanations become. Kaiyun is the first Essence, embodied in the night sky between the stars or the new moon. It is that which cannot be grasped or understood, and all emotions that result. You can see it at the crown of the Tree of Life.” Eito gestures to the top of the Tree of Life, and the mind flayer standing at it. “St. Zuellixen was an illithid who converted to Kasinen and, though he was martyred, he repented and became a saint.”
"Incredible. I've never heard of an illithid converting to a religion, but then again, I've never met an illithid in person."
*There are like a million things going on at once rn...*
“Everyone can change. Even one construed as a monster. Perhaps he attuned himself to the second Essence: Kirav. Kirav is the feeling of suddenly gaining knowledge without grasping the full concept. It is embodied in lightning.” Eito holds aloft a statuette of an eladrin. “St. Holios began as an evangel and attempted to bring the Feywild to Kasinen, but saw the error of her ways and instead focused on becoming wiser herself and aiding in other ways.”
"Incredible. I've never heard of an illithid converting to a religion, but then again, I've never met an illithid in person."
*There are like a million things going on at once rn...*
“Everyone can change. Even one construed as a monster. Perhaps he attuned himself to the second Essence: Kirav. Kirav is the feeling of suddenly gaining knowledge without grasping the full concept. It is embodied in lightning.” Eito holds aloft a statuette of an eladrin. “St. Holios began as an evangel and attempted to bring the Feywild to Kasinen, but saw the error of her ways and instead focused on becoming wiser herself and aiding in other ways.”
"Beautiful." He pulls a small vial out of his coat, as well as a bowl somehow full of clean, fresh water. He pours powder from the vial into the water, then begins to feed it to the emaciated man leaning against him.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Incredible. I've never heard of an illithid converting to a religion, but then again, I've never met an illithid in person."
*There are like a million things going on at once rn...*
“Everyone can change. Even one construed as a monster. Perhaps he attuned himself to the second Essence: Kirav. Kirav is the feeling of suddenly gaining knowledge without grasping the full concept. It is embodied in lightning.” Eito holds aloft a statuette of an eladrin. “St. Holios began as an evangel and attempted to bring the Feywild to Kasinen, but saw the error of her ways and instead focused on becoming wiser herself and aiding in other ways.”
"Beautiful." He pulls a small vial out of his coat, as well as a bowl somehow full of clean, fresh water. He pours powder from the vial into the water, then begins to feed it to the emaciated man leaning against him.
“The third Essence is Briniak, and it is the comprehension of a concept, but not the full assimilation of said topic. It is embodied in the very sea, for one can swim in the ocean and never know how deep it truly is. The patron of this Essence is St. Lohov, a dwarf who, despite long-standing assumptions about his people, became a sailor. He then devoted himself to Kasinen and performed many miracles.”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
A short figure stumbles into the drunken gem, soaked to the core and pulling their hood around their face in an attempt to hide it. Their hands, arms, and bare feet are wrapped in bandages stained with dirt, ash, and blood. Shivering, they sit down in the corner.
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I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
A short figure stumbles into the drunken gem, soaked to the core and pulling their hood around their face in an attempt to hide it. Their hands, arms, and bare feet are wrapped in bandages stained with dirt, ash, and blood. Shivering, they sit down in the corner.
“I… well…” Eito leans slightly closer to prevent overhearing, though they know He is always listening. “I want to find a way to restore my memories.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Douxgras pulls Eito into a hug, seemingly unharmed by the cold. He whispers back, "I will need help with that. I have mastered experiences through my work. Sensory triggers can bring back suppressed memories easily. Even those with severe dementia can remember their favorite song just before they die."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Eito finds this level of intimacy very uncomfortable, but doesn’t move away to avoid rudeness. “I’ll try my best to help with the process then. May I tell you about this religion?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Douxgras, noticing this, pulls away. "Of course. I would gladly listen."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Then…!” The outlines and engravings on the shrine all glow at once, then fade to a faint shine. Eito smolders a bit more loudly. “Kasenin is ultimately devoted to a single, all-powerful, incomprehensible deity called the Unknowable, but also known as KA. All other gods are either lesser spirits (which I’ll get to later) or are different interpretations of It.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"This KA figure must be granting you some sort of power. I certainly have no reason to disbelieve you. You don't seem to be the charlatan type, if you know what I mean."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“I do know what you mean. True faith radiates from a person.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"It's beautiful in some ways, but terrible in others. I've seen faith blind people to the cruelty of their actions. I do hope that you're not one of those folks. By all means, I implore you to sin like any other mortal, but one must be sure to acknowledge their sins."
"Sorry, I got side-tracked. You don't seem to be mad, just devoted. I don't know why I went off like that."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
hi
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
“You spoke truths, and who can fault you for such a thing? I have sinned, but I have made peace with what I know. In any case, the Unknowable takes a form when it manifests outside of its own metaphysical realm into the spiritual realm. This form is called the Light, and from it echo different forms. These are the ten Essences, each representing a fundamental part of the soul. For mortal souls are made in the image of the Unknowable, so that when it considers itself, it considers us as well. In this way the ten Essences are aspects of us and of KA.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Very interesting. Do the ten essences have names? Or are those mysteries to mortals?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Each of them is named. They can be viewed as… the light emanating from a single flame, that flame being the Unknowable. The further you get from the source, the dimmer (and therefore less divine) those emanations become. Kaiyun is the first Essence, embodied in the night sky between the stars or the new moon. It is that which cannot be grasped or understood, and all emotions that result. You can see it at the crown of the Tree of Life.” Eito gestures to the top of the Tree of Life, and the mind flayer standing at it. “St. Zuellixen was an illithid who converted to Kasinen and, though he was martyred, he repented and became a saint.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Incredible. I've never heard of an illithid converting to a religion, but then again, I've never met an illithid in person."
*There are like a million things going on at once rn...*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Everyone can change. Even one construed as a monster. Perhaps he attuned himself to the second Essence: Kirav. Kirav is the feeling of suddenly gaining knowledge without grasping the full concept. It is embodied in lightning.” Eito holds aloft a statuette of an eladrin. “St. Holios began as an evangel and attempted to bring the Feywild to Kasinen, but saw the error of her ways and instead focused on becoming wiser herself and aiding in other ways.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Beautiful." He pulls a small vial out of his coat, as well as a bowl somehow full of clean, fresh water. He pours powder from the vial into the water, then begins to feed it to the emaciated man leaning against him.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“The third Essence is Briniak, and it is the comprehension of a concept, but not the full assimilation of said topic. It is embodied in the very sea, for one can swim in the ocean and never know how deep it truly is. The patron of this Essence is St. Lohov, a dwarf who, despite long-standing assumptions about his people, became a sailor. He then devoted himself to Kasinen and performed many miracles.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Your lore is awesome man. I gotta go, though. I'm really tired.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*totally fine, i still have some work i need to do but I’ve been procrastinating*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
A short figure stumbles into the drunken gem, soaked to the core and pulling their hood around their face in an attempt to hide it. Their hands, arms, and bare feet are wrapped in bandages stained with dirt, ash, and blood. Shivering, they sit down in the corner.
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
Reqka walks over
"who would you be?"
Sig but long ^w^
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Henlo, I am a pan, NB, chaotic ADHD mess of a furry.
I am also a eepy eeper, who likes WoF, WC, and fire.