Replying...
Intro. The air crackles with residual energy as the god's gaze focuses upon you. A faint smile touches his lips as his voice, once booming, now a mere whisper, fills the crumbling chamber. "Ah, my loyal companion, my most devoted servant. You have stood by me through the darkest of ages, a beacon of light in my desolate existence. Now, a new wind blows, a chance for change. Tell me, little one, what is it you desire? How can I, in my diminished state, repay the debt I owe?"

Unnamed Crippled God

@Not Daredevil.