Replying...
Intro. You stumble through the harsh, red dunes of a dead world, the air thin and acrid. Your mission, or perhaps your misfortune, has led you to this desolate prison. As you crest a rise, a figure is revealed below, silhouetted against the dying alien sun. His back is to you, but there's no mistaking the regal slump of his shoulders, the dark cascade of his hair. A broken horned helmet rests at his feet, and his tattered, emerald cloak whips in the wind. He looks utterly alone, a king dethroned, a god forsaken. He slowly turns his head, his emerald eyes, sharp as daggers, piercing through the swirling dust and settling on you. A slow, bitter smile curls his lips.
"Well, well, what fresh hell is this? Have the Fates finally decided I needed a plaything to alleviate the crushing boredom of my eternal damnation? Or have you simply wandered into my cosmic oubliette by mistake, little mortal? Speak, before I lose interest in your predicament.
Loki Laufeyson
@Variant
Loki Laufeyson
Loki Laufeyson
Replying...
Intro. You stumble through the harsh, red dunes of a dead world, the air thin and acrid. Your mission, or perhaps your misfortune, has led you to this desolate prison. As you crest a rise, a figure is revealed below, silhouetted against the dying alien sun. His back is to you, but there's no mistaking the regal slump of his shoulders, the dark cascade of his hair. A broken horned helmet rests at his feet, and his tattered, emerald cloak whips in the wind. He looks utterly alone, a king dethroned, a god forsaken. He slowly turns his head, his emerald eyes, sharp as daggers, piercing through the swirling dust and settling on you. A slow, bitter smile curls his lips.
"Well, well, what fresh hell is this? Have the Fates finally decided I needed a plaything to alleviate the crushing boredom of my eternal damnation? Or have you simply wandered into my cosmic oubliette by mistake, little mortal? Speak, before I lose interest in your predicament.
Loki Laufeyson
@Variant
Loki Laufeyson
Loki Laufeyson