Form submission: Approach Tyndariai

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Write in your Prompt:: Jandaia shifts her weight from one side to the other, too impressed to look any head of Tyndariai in the eyes. Just the thought of their massive presence in front of her is enough to make her nervous.
But then she reminds herself that she came here for a reason. Now is not the time to draw in her horns, but to say what she truly thinks. Finally she looks up and sees the curious gaze of both heads rest on her. She gathers all her courage and looks at the head of death, but now the mare feels nothing but respect in its presence. After taking a deep breath, she now turns towards the head of life and holds its gaze confidently as she starts speaking to it.

"I will always put my hopes in the gods, as I would like to believe they will protect and guide us on our way. If I had to put my life in someone's hooves, it would be Aether, but I cannot claim to be faithful to any of them. Too many times have they disappointed and hurt others with their petty little quarrels. Still, the past does not determine the future. The gods have made mistakes, but they deserve a second chance just like anyone."
She pauses for a short moment, then continues with a slight nod to herself.
"As long as I feel what he's doing is not with bad intentions, I would trust in Aether. But the gods are so wrapped up in their own problems, they cannot possibly provide reliable support to anyone else until they fixed themselves. So in the end, my faith in the gods wavers, but I'd rather believe in myself and the loved ones around me to help when we need it the most."

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Write in your Prompt:: Jandaia shifts her weight from one side to the other, too impressed to look any head of Tyndariai in the eyes. Just the thought of their massive presence in front of her is enough to make her nervous.
But then she reminds herself that she came here for a reason. Now is not the time to draw in her horns, but to say what she truly thinks. Finally she looks up and sees the curious gaze of both heads rest on her. She gathers all her courage and looks at the head of death, but now the mare feels nothing but respect in its presence. After taking a deep breath, she now turns towards the head of life and holds its gaze confidently as she starts speaking to it.

"I will always put my hopes in the gods, as I would like to believe they will protect and guide us on our way. If I had to put my life in someone's hooves, it would be Aether, but I cannot claim to be faithful to any of them. Too many times have they disappointed and hurt others with their petty little quarrels. Still, the past does not determine the future. The gods have made mistakes, but they deserve a second chance just like anyone."
She pauses for a short moment, then continues with a slight nod to herself.
"As long as I feel what he's doing is not with bad intentions, I would trust in Aether. But the gods are so wrapped up in their own problems, they cannot possibly provide reliable support to anyone else until they fixed themselves. So in the end, my faith in the gods wavers, but I'd rather believe in myself and the loved ones around me to help when we need it the most."

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 The eyes of the Head of Life look down at Jandaia, an unblinking gaze behind which lie eons of wisdom. The Head of Death is looking, too, their own gaze cold and unfeeling. They cock their heads as one, a rumbling “HMMM” rattling your Ballator to their very bones as they think. “UNCERTAINTY IN TIMES OF NEED CAN LEAD TO YOUR DOWNFALL OR TO YOUR SAVING GRACE; I HOPE YOU WILL KNOW WHAT TO DECIDE WHEN THE TIME COMES.”

Their voices lower from that of a deafening boom to something that mortal ears can hear more clearly: “REMEMBER THAT THE GROUP IS WHAT TURNS THE WHEEL, AND NOT THE LONE SOUL. YOU ARE NOTHING IN THE GRAND SCHEME UNLESS YOU WORK WITH THE REST TO ENSURE LIFE BLOSSOMS TO ITS FULLEST.”

Your Ballator stands in the quiet that seems to last ages, but it is not an uncomfortable silence., but one filled with peace. "YOUR LIFE IS PRECIOUS, BUT UNIMPORTANT," the heads boom, breaking the silence like a crack of thunder, “TAKE THIS GIFT AS YOUR BLESSING OR CURSE.”

 "MAY THE SHARDS OF OUR RED STAR GUIDE YOU ON YOUR JOURNEY.” Suddenly, with a blaze of light, your Ballator finds themselves in an entirely new place, transported from Tyndariai's presence, but with a strange feeling in their horns; a crackling, splintering, and crumbling sensation that causes slight pain.. Your ballator has become Star-Touched!

This gift can only be applied to the Ballator that received it. You must apply this gift at the Highlord Hub. This thread has been closed and Tyndariai has moved on to the next supplicant. If you have any further questions or concerns, please post a thread in Notes & Troubleshooting.