Form submission: Approach Tyndariai

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Write in your Prompt:: Invidia finds herself in the presence of a colossal figure - a dual headed behemoth that shatters the silence with their booming voice. She knows of them from the whispers of passersby, their existence coming into fruition in what feels like not so long ago. She involuntarily winces at the sheer volume, one of her eyes creaking open only after silence falls again. She ponders hastily, feeling as though the titan would not wait long. She could have lied, she could have tried to appease them if there was anything to gain from it, but had no time to consider it and simply chose to share a truthful opinion:

“I find myself with no devotion to any God.” she pauses briefly. “Their past squabbles have left much to be desired.” Her own gaze shifts between each head, but ultimately her interest drawn to the head with darker marks and an angular horn. The head of Death, as some would know it. Anticipation and curiosity swirled in her mind. She wondered what would follow...

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Link to Ballator's BDA Plaque: https://www.deviantart.com/ballatordesig...-844300478

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Write in your Prompt:: Invidia finds herself in the presence of a colossal figure - a dual headed behemoth that shatters the silence with their booming voice. She knows of them from the whispers of passersby, their existence coming into fruition in what feels like not so long ago. She involuntarily winces at the sheer volume, one of her eyes creaking open only after silence falls again. She ponders hastily, feeling as though the titan would not wait long. She could have lied, she could have tried to appease them if there was anything to gain from it, but had no time to consider it and simply chose to share a truthful opinion:

“I find myself with no devotion to any God.” she pauses briefly. “Their past squabbles have left much to be desired.” Her own gaze shifts between each head, but ultimately her interest drawn to the head with darker marks and an angular horn. The head of Death, as some would know it. Anticipation and curiosity swirled in her mind. She wondered what would follow...

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The eyes of the two heads look down upon Invidia, unblinking. They seem indifferent to the answer given to them at first, but in time the Head of Death seems to take more of an interest. “YOU HOLD NO LOYALTY TO A GOD OR TO NO ONE AT ALL?” the heads sneer, disapproval dripping from them, “WE CANNOT TOLERATE INDIFFERENCE WHEN THE FATE OF THE WHOLE HANGS IN THE BALANCE–”

Their voices lower from that of a deafening boom to something that mortal ears can hear more clearly: “CHANGE COMES SWIFTLY AND DEVOURS THOSE WHO DO NOT ADAPT. REMEMBER THAT YOUR CHOICES CAN MAKE OR BREAK NOT JUST YOUR OWN SELFISH MIND, BUT ALSO THE FATE OF THOSE AROUND YOU..”

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.