Post by De'tanxi Lefix on Aug 1, 2019 12:02:08 GMT -5
Plot Updates The updates on each of the Gods. Current Update; Chapter Five Tantoa
Entrite was playing a dangerous game-- more dangerous than even the normal tricks and gambles he himself made on a daily basis. Perhaps more dangerous than the current situation he seemed to be perpetually trapped in now. He could only hope his sister knew what she was doing, because as of now the only thing he could see was his beloved family being trapped between that of a red-eyed demon and his best friend. Neither of which was a good situation, but for the first time-- Tantoa could wholly admit that he hoped Noronuus won this battle of wills against his sister and set her straight.
Stolthet
I watched, helpless-- and I could do nothing, say nothing. I witnessed my son looking into my own eyes and beseeching me to stop the pain being inflicted upon him-- but I saved myself instead. I pasted a placid smile upon my features and bore the searing touch of my husband to save myself from the pain I never wished to experience again. Who am I? For I do not even have the pride to call myself a mother. Nor do I have the joy to say that my son looks upon me with respect and love. Who am I?
Gozgriz
Disappointment. Initially, he had nothing but pride for his son-- knowing that everything was going accordingly. But then Anthek had stepped in, deeming it necessary his son be punished-- and all the while calling attention to the circumstances revolving around his birth and otherwise. If he was a lesser male, he would air on the side of caution-- but even changing how he acted would send them sniffing in suspicion. And he had lashed out because of it-- and that only further called to attention the rage looming underneath the surface. He would do it when they could neither see nor hear-- for he would not have sacrificed so much only to be tied to something lacking.
Anthek
The child had needed to be punished. Did he enjoy it, no? Did he suspect the child was guilty-- yes. But those were just his suspicions. What had been even more-so off-putting than even the necessity of punishing the God-- was how Gozgriz lashed out at their son. Angry at them rather than at the other Gods who had given them the striking lashes. It was odd-- he wasn't the only one who noticed. He could only hope he could additionally rely on Lavosa to keep an eye out while he had other matters to attend too.
